11:30 PM
TONI'S mother had fallen asleep the moment they pulled out of the petrol station. Toni had stopped the car, reclined the seat, and made a pillow with a scarf. Mother slept like a baby. Toni found it odd, to be looking after her mother the way she would take care of a child. It made her feel old.
But nothing could depress her spirits after her conversation with Stanley. In his characteristic restrained style, he had declared his feelings. She hugged the knowledge to herself as she drove through the snow, mile after slow mile, to Inverburn.
Mother was fast asleep when they reached the outskirts1 of the town. I'here were still revelers about. The traffic kept the town roads clear of snow, and Toni was able to drive without feeling that at any moment the car might slide out of control. She took the opportunity to call the Kremlin, just to check in.
The call was answered by Steve Tremlett. "Oxenford Medical."
"This is Toni. How are things?"
"Hi, Toni. We have a slight problem, but we're dealing2 with it."
Toni felt a chili3. "What problem?"
"Most of the phones are out. Only this one works, at reception."
"How did that happen?"
"No idea. The snow, probably."
Toni shook her head, perplcxed. "That phone system cost hundreds of thousands of pounds. It shouldn't break down because of bad weather. Can we get it fixed4?"
"Yes. I've called out a crew from Hibernian Telecom. They should be here in the next few minutes."
"What about the alarms?"
"I don't know whether they're functional5 or not."
"Damn. Have you told the police?"
"Yes. A patrol car dropped in earlier. The officers had a bit of a look around, didn't see anything untoward6. They've left now, gone to arrest Yuletide drunks in town."
A man staggered into the road in front of Toni's car, and she swerved7 to avoid him. "I can see why," she said.
There was a pause. "Where are you?"
"Inverburn."
"I thought you were going to a health farm."
"I was, but a family problem cropped up. Let me know what the repairmen find, okay? Call me on the mobile number." Sure.
Toni hung up. "Hell," she said to herself. First Mother, now this.
She wound her way through the web of residential8 streets that climbed the hillside overlooking the harbor. When she reached her building, she parked, but did not get out.
She had to go to the Kremlin.
If she had been at the spa, there would have been no question of her coming back—it was too far away. But she was here in Inverburn. The journey would take a while, in this weather—an hour, at least, instead of the usual ten or fifteen minutes—but it was perfectly9 possible. The only problem was Mother.
Toni closed her eyes. Was it really necessary for her to go? Even if Michael Ross had been working with Animals Are Free, it seemed unlikely that they could be behind the failure of the phone system. It could not easily be sabotaged10. On the other h?nd, she would have said yesterday that it was impossible to smuggie a rabbit out of BSI.4.
She sighed. There was only one decision she could make. Bottom line, the security of the laboratories was her responsibility, and she could not stay at home and go to bed while something strange was going on at Oxenford Medical.
Mother could not be left alone, and Toni could not ask neighbors to look after her at this hour. Mother would just have to come along to the Kremlin.
As she put the gearshift into first, a man got out of a light-colored Jaguar11 sedan parked a few cars farther along the curb12. There was something familiar about him, she thought, and she hesitated to pull away. He walked along the pavement toward her. By his gait she judged that he was slightly tipsy, but in control. He came to her window and she recognized Carl Osborne, the television reporter. He was carrying a small bundle.
She put the gearshift back into neutral and wound down the window. "Hello, Carl," she said. "What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you. I was ready to give up."
Mother woke up and said, "Hello, is this your boyfriend?"
"This is Carl Osborne, and he's not my boyfriend."
With her usual tactless accuracy, Mother said, "Perhaps he'd like to be."
Toni turned to Carl, who was grinning. "This is my mother, Kathleen Gallo."
"A privilege to meet you, Mrs. Gallo."
"Why were you waiting for me?" Toni asked him.
"I brought you a present," he said, and he showed her what was in his h?nd. It was a puppy. "Merry Christmas," he said, and tipped it into her lap.
"Carl, for God's sake, don't be ridiculous!" She picked up the furry13 bundle and tried to give it back.
He stepped away and held up his hands. "He's yours!"
The little dog was soft and warm in her hands, and part of her wanted to hold it close, but she knew she had to get rid of it. She got out of the car. "I don't want a pet," she said firmly. "I'm a single woman with a demanding job and an elderly mother, and I can't give a dog the care and attention it needs."
"You'll find a way. What are you going to call him? Carl is a nice name."
She looked at the pup. It was an English sheepdog, white with gray patches, about eight weeks old. She could hold it in one hand, just. It licked her with a rough tongue and gave her an appealing look. She hardened her heart.
She walked to his car and put the puppy gently down on the front seat. "You name him," she said. "I've got too much on my plate."
"Well, think about it," he said, looking disappointed. "I'll keep him tonight, and call you tomorrow."
She got back into her car. "Don't call me, please." She put the stick into first.
"You're a hard woman," he said as she pulled away.
For some reason, that jibe14 got to her. I'm not hard, she thought. Unexpected tears came to her eyes. Fve had to deal with the death of Michael Ross, and a rabid pack of reporters, and Fve been called a bitch by Kit15 Oxenford, and my sister has let me down, and Fve canceled the holiday I was looking forward to. I take responsibility for myself and for Mother and for the Kremlin, and I can't manage a puppy as well, and that's flat.
Then she remembered Stanley, and she realized she did not care a hoot16 what Carl Osborne said.
She rubbed her eyes with the back of her h?nd and peered ahead into the swirling17 snowflakes. Turning out of her Victorian street, she headed for the main road out of town.
Mother said, "Carl seems nice."
"He's not very nice, actually, Mother. In fact he's shallow and dishonest."
"Nobody's perfect. There can't be many eligible18 men of your age."
"Almost none."
"You don't want to end up alone."
Toni smiled to herself. "Somehow I don't think I will."
The traffic thinned out as she left the town center, and the snow lay thick on the road. Maneuvering19 carefully through a series of roundabouts, she noticed a car close on her tail. Looking in the rearview mirror, she identified it as a light-colored Jaguar sedan.
Carl Osborne was following her.
She pulled over, and he stopped right behind her.
She got out and went to his window. "What now?"
"I'm a reporter, Toni," he said. "It's almost midnight on Christmas Eve, and you're looking after your elderly mother, yet you're in your car and you seem to be heading for the Kremlin. This has to be a story."
"Oh, shit," said Toni.
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