IN THE KITCHEN, CONFERRING WITH MR. Hachette regarding dinner, Ethan found the chef barely communicative and stiff with anger that he flatly refused to explain. He would only say, “My statement on the matter is in the mail, Inspector1 Truman.” He would not describe the “matter” to which he referred. “It is in the mail, my passionate2 statement. I reject to be lowered into a brawl3 like a common cook. I am chef, and I announce my contempt like a gentleman by modern pen, not to your face but to your back.”
Hachette’s English was less fractured when he wasn’t angry or agitated4, but you seldom had an opportunity to hear his more fluent speech.
In only ten months, Ethan had learned never to press the chef about any issue related to the kitchen. The quality of his food did justify5 his insistence6 on being given the latitude7 of a temperamental artist. His storms came and went, but they left no damage in their wake.
Responding to Mr. Hachette with a shrug8, Ethan went in search of Fric.
Mrs. McBee disliked whole-house paging on the intercom. She considered it an offense9 against the stately atmosphere of the great [452] house, an affront10 to the family, and a distraction11 to the staff. “We are not at work in an office building or a discount warehouse,” she had explained.
Senior staff members carried personal pagers on which they could be summoned from anywhere on the sprawling12 estate. Squawking at them through the intercom system was seldom necessary.
If you needed to track down a junior staff member or if your position included the authority to seek out a member of the family at your discretion—which among the household staff was true only of Mrs. McBee, Mr. McBee, and Ethan—then you must proceed on the intercom one room at a time. You began with the three places where you most expected to find the wanted individual.
As five o’clock approached, only a minimal13 staff remained on duty to be distracted, all of them scheduled to leave within minutes. Fric was the sole member of the Manheim family in residence. The McBees were in Santa Barbara. Nevertheless, Ethan felt obliged to follow standard procedures in respect of tradition, in deference14 to Mrs. McBee, and in the conviction that if he paged Fric in all rooms at once, the dear lady in Santa Barbara would instantly know what had transpired15 and would have her brief holiday diminished by unnecessary distress16.
Using the intercom feature on one of the kitchen phones, Ethan first tried Fric’s rooms on the third floor. He sought the boy next in the train room—“Are you there, Fric? This is Mr. Truman”—in the theater, and then in the library. He received no reply.
Although Fric had never been sulky and certainly never rude, he might for whatever reason be choosing not to respond to the intercom even though he heard it.
Ethan elected to walk the house top to bottom, primarily to find the boy, but also to assure himself that, in general, all was as it should be.
He began on the third floor. He didn’t visit every room, but at least opened doors to peer into most chambers17, and repeatedly called the child’s name.
[453] The door to Fric’s suite18 stood open. After twice announcing himself and receiving no answer, Ethan decided19 that, this evening, security concerns took precedence over household etiquette20 and family privacy. He walked Fric’s rooms but found neither the boy nor anything amiss.
Returning through the east wing to the north hall, heading toward the main stairs, Ethan stopped three times to turn, to listen, halted by a crawling on the back of his neck, by a feeling that all was not as right as it appeared to be.
Quiet. Stillness.
Holding his breath, he heard only his heart.
Tuning21 out that inner rhythm, he could hear nothing real, only absurdities22 that he imagined: stealthy movement in the antique mirror above a nearby sideboard; a faint voice like that on the telephone the previous night, but fainter than before, crying out to him not from a third-floor room but from the far side of a blind turn on the highway to eternity23.
The mirror revealed no reflection but his own, no blurred25 form, no boyhood friend.
When he began to breathe again, the distant voice that existed only in his imagination ceased to be heard even there.
He descended26 the main stairs to the second floor, where he found Fric in the library.
Reading a book, the boy sat in an armchair that he had moved from its intended position. The back of it was tight against the Christmas tree.
When Ethan opened the door and entered, Fric gave a start, which he tried to conceal27 by pretending that he had merely been adjusting his position in the armchair. Stark28 fear had widened his eyes and clenched29 his jaws30 for an instant, until he realized that Ethan was only Ethan.
“Hello, Fric. You okay? I paged you here on the intercom a few minutes ago.”
[454] “Didn’t hear it, ummm, no, not the intercom,” said the boy, lying so ineptly31 that had he been hooked up to a polygraph, the machine might have exploded.
“You moved the chair.”
“Chair? Ummm, no, I found it like this, here like, you know, just like this.”
Ethan perched on the edge of another armchair. “Is something wrong, Fric?”
“Wrong?” the boy asked, as though the meaning of that word eluded32 him.
“Is there something you’d like to tell me? Are you worried about something? Because you don’t seem like yourself.”
The kid looked away from Ethan, to the book. He closed the book and lowered it to his lap.
As a cop, Ethan had long ago learned patience.
Making eye contact again, Fric leaned forward in his chair. He seemed about to whisper conspiratorially33 but hesitated and straightened up. Whatever he’d been about to reveal, he let slide. He shrugged34. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m tense ’cause my dad’s coming home Thursday.”
“That’s a good thing, isn’t it?”
“Sure. But it’s pretty tense, too.”
“Why tense?”
“Well, he’ll have some of his buddies35 with him, you know. He always does.”
“You don’t care for his friends?”
“They’re okay. They’re all golfers and sports fanatics36. Dad likes to talk golf and football and stuff. It’s how he unwinds. His buddies and him, they’re like a club.”
A club in which you’re not and never will be a member, Ethan thought, surprised by a sympathy that tightened37 his throat.
He wanted to give the boy a hug, take him to a movie, out to a [455] movie, not downstairs to the mini-Pantages here in Palazzo Rospo, but to some ordinary multiplex crawling with kids and their families, where the air was saturated38 with the fragrance39 of popcorn40 and with the greasiness41 of canola oil tricked up to smell half like butter, where you had to check the theater seat for gum and candy before sitting down, where during the funny parts of the movie, you could hear not just your own laugh but that of a crowd.
“And there’ll be a girl with him,” Fric continued. “There always is. He broke up with the last one before Florida. I don’t know who the new one is. Maybe she’ll be nice. Sometimes they are. But she’s new, and I’ll have to get to know her, which isn’t easy.”
They were in dangerous territory for conversation between a family member and one of the staff. In commiseration42, Ethan could say nothing that revealed his true judgment43 of Charming Manheim as a father, or that suggested the movie star’s priorities were not in proper order.
“Fric, whoever your dad’s new girl is, getting to know her will be easy because she’ll like you. Everyone likes you, Fric,” he added, knowing that to this sweet and profoundly unassuming boy, these words would be a revelation and most likely disbelieved.
Fric sat with his mouth open, as though Ethan had just declared himself to be a monkey passing for human. A blush rose to his cheeks, and he looked down at the book in his lap, disconcerted.
Movement drew Ethan’s eye from the boy to the tree behind him. The dangling44 ornaments45 stirred: angels turning, angels nodding, angels dancing.
The air in the library was as still as the books on the shelves. If there had been a low-intensity earthquake sufficient to affect the ornaments, it had been too subtle to catch Ethan’s attention.
The movement of the angels subsided46, as though they had been set in motion by a short-lived draft created by some passing presence.
A strange expectation overcame Ethan, a sense that a door of [456] understanding might be about to open in his heart. He realized that he was holding his breath and that the fine hairs on the backs of his hands had risen as if to a baton47 of static electricity.
“Mr. Hachette,” said Fric.
The angels settled and the pregnant moment passed without the manifestation48 of ... anything.
“Excuse me?” Ethan asked.
“Mr. Hachette doesn’t like me,” Fric said, by way of refuting the suggestion that he might be more highly regarded than he thought.
Ethan smiled. “Well, I’m not sure that Mr. Hachette likes anyone terribly much. But he’s a fine chef, isn’t he?”
“So is Hannibal Lecter.”
Although amusement at the expense of a fellow member of the senior staff was unquestionably bad form, Ethan laughed. “You may think differently, but I’m confident that if Mr. Hachette tells you it’s veal24 he’s put on the plate, it will be veal and nothing worse.” He rose from the edge of the armchair. “Well, I had two reasons to come looking for you. I wanted to warn you not to open any exterior49 doors for the rest of the evening. As soon as I’m sure the last of the staff has left, I’m going to set the house-perimeter alarm.”
Again Fric sat up straighter in his chair. Had he been a dog, he would have pricked50 his ears, so alert was he to the implications of this change in routine.
When Fric’s father was in residence, the house-perimeter alarm would be set when the owner chose to set it. In Manheim’s absence, Ethan usually activated51 the system when he retired52 for the night, between ten o’clock and midnight.
“Why so early?” Fric asked.
“I want to monitor it on the computer this evening. I think there’s a problem with fluctuations53 in the voltage flow at some of the window and door contacts. Not anything that’ll set off false alarms yet, but it needs repair.”
Although Ethan was a more confident liar54 than Fric, the dubious55 [457] expression on the boy’s face most likely matched that with which he regarded Mr. Hachette’s veal.
Hurrying on, Ethan said, “But I also came looking for you to see if we shouldn’t have dinner together, being as it’s just the two of us bachelors rattling56 ’round the place this evening.”
Standards and Practices contained no prescriptive against senior staff dining with the boy in the absence of his parents. Most of the time, Fric did, in fact, have dinner alone, either because he enjoyed privacy at mealtimes or, more likely, because he thought he would be intruding57 if he asked to join others. From time to time, Mrs. McBee induced the boy to have dinner with her and Mr. McBee, but this would be a first for Ethan and Fric.
“Really?” asked Fric. “You won’t be too busy monitoring the flow of voltage?”
Ethan recognized the sly jibe58 in that question, wanted to laugh, but pretended to believe that Fric had swallowed his lie about why he must turn the alarm on early. “No, Mr. Hachette prepared everything. All I have to do is warm it in the oven according to his notes. When would you like to eat?”
“Early’s better,” Fric said. “Six-thirty?”
“Six-thirty it is. And where should I set a table?”
Fric shrugged. “Where do you want?”
“If it’s my choice, it has to be the dayroom,” Ethan said. “The various other dining areas are strictly59 for family.”
“Then I’ll choose,” the boy said. He chewed on his lower lip a moment and then said, “I’ll get back to you on that.”
“All right. I’ll be in my quarters for a little while, then in the kitchen.”
“I think we have wine this evening, don’t you?” Fric asked. “A good Merlot.”
“Oh, really? Should I also just pack my bags, arrange for a taxi, write myself a letter of dismissal in your father’s name, and be ready to leave as soon as you’ve passed out drunk?”
[458] “He doesn’t need to know,” Fric said. “And if he knew, he’d just figure it was typical Hollywood-kid stuff, better booze than cocaine60. He’d make me talk to Dr. Rudy to see maybe does the problem come from when I was the son of an emperor back in ancient Rome, when maybe I was traumatized by watching the stupid lions eat stupid people in the stupid Colosseum.”
This cheeky rap would have seemed funnier to Ethan if he hadn’t believed that the Face might, in fact, have reacted to his son’s drinking in pretty much that fashion.
“Maybe your father would never find out. But you’re forgetting about She Who Cannot Be Deceived.”
Fric whispered, “McBee.”
Ethan nodded. “McBee.”
Fric said, “I’ll have Pepsi.”
“With or without ice?”
“Without.”
“Good lad.”
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etiquette
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