The 22nd Secret (107 page)

“
W
h
a
t
y
ou
’
re
s
a
y
i
n
g
is
J
i
m ke
e
ps his mouth shut for
f
ive
y
e
a
rs
a
nd
h
e
g
e
ts
o
f
f
c
omp
l
e
te
l
y
?
”
S
c
ott
a
ske
d
.

“
Th
a
t’s it
in a nutshell.”

“
I
’d like
to r
e
a
d th
i
s firs
t
, but
I
’m su
r
e
J
im
will
si
g
n i
t
.
W
on
’
t
y
ou
?
”
S
c
ott
l
ook
e
d
a
t
J
im
a
nd nodd
e
d.

“
S
u
re
, if th
a
t’s w
h
a
t
y
ou
r
e
c
om
m
e
nd.”

“
I
saw
a
c
o
f
f
e
e
m
a
k
e
r in t
h
e
br
e
a
k
room
I
’ll w
a
it
th
e
re
while
y
ou
r
ea
d it
ov
e
r
,
”
D
a
vid said.
“
L
e
t
m
e
know
w
h
e
n h
e
’s
r
e
a
d
y
to s
i
g
n.”
D
a
vid
stood
a
nd le
f
t
t
he room.

D
a
vid s
a
t in
t
he
bre
a
k
r
o
om wi
t
h Tom d
r
ink
i
ng
c
o
f
f
e
e
wh
e
n
B
i
l
l s
t
u
c
k his h
ea
d in
t
he op
e
n door
b
ea
m
i
n
g
f
rom
ea
r to
e
a
r.

“
J
im
ju
s
t s
i
g
n
e
d the pl
e
a
b
a
r
g
a
i
n
,”
h
e
said.

The
two men
f
ol
l
ow
e
d
Bi
l
l ba
c
k to
t
he
c
onfer
e
n
c
e
r
oom.
D
a
vid p
i
c
k
e
d up
t
wo of
the si
g
n
e
d
c
o
pies of
the pl
e
a
b
a
r
g
a
in
a
nd
c
h
ec
k
e
d the
si
g
n
a
tu
r
e
s
. He
pl
a
ce
d th
e
m
i
n his b
r
ie
fca
se
a
nd turn
e
d to
J
i
m
.

“
Mr.
W
a
lker
h
a
s so
m
e
q
u
e
st
i
ons to
a
sk
y
ou
a
bout
wh
a
t happ
e
n
e
d
a
ft
e
r the
c
r
a
sh.
I
w
a
nt
y
o
u to ans
w
e
r him truth
f
ul
l
y
.
I
f
h
e
a
sks
y
ou a
q
u
e
st
i
on
a
nd
I
th
i
nk is not
i
n
y
our
b
e
st
i
nte
re
s
t
s to
a
nsw
er
,
I
’ll instru
c
t
y
ou
not
t
o
do so.
I
f
y
ou obj
e
c
t
t
o
a
n
y
th
i
n
g,
C
oun
c
i
l
,”
D
a
vid gestur
e
d to
w
a
rd
S
c
ot
t
.
“
I
w
a
nt
y
ou to do
t
he
sam
e
.”

J
i
m
s
a
t l
i
stening
to D
a
vid’s instru
c
t
i
ons
blank
l
y
.
H
e
wond
e
r
e
d how he
e
n
de
d up in
t
his si
t
u
a
t
i
on. Th
e
re
w
a
s no
w
a
y
he
c
ould
e
x
plain why
he
h
a
d tri
e
d to h
i
de
P
a
u
la
w
h
e
n he
didn’t
e
v
e
n und
e
rst
a
nd it
hi
m
s
e
lf. He
h
a
d no idea
w
h
a
t he
wa
s
g
oi
n
g
to s
a
y
.
The
36 ho
u
rs he
spent with h
e
r w
e
re
l
i
ke
a
dre
a
m,
l
ike some
k
ind of s
e
x
u
a
l f
a
nt
as
y
. Th
e
re
w
e
re
p
a
rts of
h
i
s memo
r
y
o
f Pa
u
la that w
e
re
c
omp
l
e
te
l
y
bl
a
nk. Could he t
e
ll
them t
h
a
t?
W
ould
Tom
e
v
e
n un
d
e
rst
a
nd?

F
or
his p
a
rt, Tom kn
e
w
J
im
possess
e
d no info
r
mation
t
h
a
t wou
l
d be
of
a
n
y
v
a
lue
w
h
e
n he
g
ot
b
ac
k to
W
a
shin
g
t
o
n to f
ac
e
the
h
ea
t f
o
r
a
l
l
o
wing
P
a
t
t
y
L
a
w
r
e
n
c
e
to s
l
ip out
of his h
a
nds.
B
ut he
w
a
s cu
r
ious
t
o k
n
ow
w
h
a
t had h
a
p
p
e
n
e
d to
his p
a
rtn
e
r
a
nd
f
r
iend d
u
ring
the ti
m
e
b
e
t
w
ee
n the
c
r
a
sh
a
nd wh
e
n
H
e
n
r
y
d
e
l
i
v
er
e
d h
e
r to the Chin
e
s
e
.

“
Mr. Mit
c
h
e
l
l
,”
Tom
s
a
i
d soft
l
y
.
“
I
’m tru
l
y
s
o
r
r
y
y
o
u
g
ot
m
i
x
e
d up in all
t
his.
I
know
y
ou p
r
ob
a
b
l
y
h
a
ve
q
u
e
st
i
ons
y
o
u
’
d l
i
ke
a
nsw
e
r
e
d
too.
Un
f
o
r
tunat
e
l
y
,
I
won
’
t be
a
ble to.”

J
i
m s
t
a
r
e
d in
t
o the
f
l
o
or
a
nd g
r
i
m
ace
d.

“
W
h
a
t happ
e
n
e
d w
h
e
n
y
ou fi
r
st a
r
riv
e
d
a
t
t
he
c
ra
s
h
?
”

J
i
m
e
x
h
a
led d
ee
p
l
y
. All
e
y
e
s
w
e
r
e
on him
a
s he
b
e
g
a
n
.
“
I
a
p
p
roa
c
h
e
d the p
l
a
ne
f
rom the pi
l
o
t
’
s s
i
d
e
.
W
h
e
n
I
saw
him
a
nd the oth
e
r
fe
l
l
ow
out
t
h
e
re
in
t
he
snow
I
f
i
g
u
r
e
d
I
’d
c
h
ec
k t
h
e b
ac
ks
ea
t
f
r
om
t
he
other
s
ide of
the pl
a
n
e
.
I
t
w
a
s a
p
re
t
t
y
g
r
u
e
some s
c
e
n
e
,
a
s
y
ou know. Paula w
a
s the
r
e
in
t
he
b
ac
k s
eat
.
S
he sta
r
ted s
c
re
a
m
i
ng
h
y
ste
r
i
ca
l
l
y
wh
e
n she
s
a
w me.”