She shuts her eyes and tries to steady her breathing.

"Then I couldn't take it anymore. Early on I became so miserable, so goddamn angry, and I began to figure away. Like chess…"

"A game?"

"Not a game. I was very serious. One by one, to eliminate the major threats, knowing that once I came out, I could never go back, because if I failed, I would be recognized. Or simply killed during the process."

"I have never believed in vigilantism."

"I suppose you can talk to your friend Senator Lord about that. The Chandonnes heavily fund terrorism, Kay."

She gets up. "Too much, too much for one day. Too much." She glances up, suddenly remembering Albert. "Is that little mistreated boy really Charlotte Dard's son?" Yes.

"Please don't tell me you're his father."

"Jay Talley is. Was. Albert doesn't know that. He's always been given this mysterious line about a very prominent but busy father he's never met. A kid's fantasy. He still believes he has this omnipotent father somewhere. Talley had a brief affair with Charlotte. One night while I was here, there was a garden party and Charlotte invited an acquaintance, an antiques dealer…"

"I know," Scarpetta says. "At least that question will be answered."

"Talley saw her, spoke to her, went to her house. She resisted him, which is something he won't tolerate. He murdered her, and because Charlotte had seen the two of them together, and because Talley was tired of Charlotte, bored with her, he saw to it that she died. Met her, brought her pills."

"The poor little boy."

"Don't worry," Benton says.

"Where are Lucy and Marino? Where are Rudy and Nic?" Now she remembers them.

"Picked up by a Coast Guard helicopter about half an hour ago. After raiding Bev Kiffin and Jay Talley's hideout."

"How do you know?"

He gets up from the table. "I have my sources."

Senator Lord enters Scarpetta's mind again. The Coast Guard is now Homeland Security. Yes, Senator Lord would know.

Benton moves closer to her, looking into her eyes. "If you hate me forever, I'll understand. If you don't want to be with me I don't blame… well, you shouldn't. Jean-Baptiste is still out there. He will come after me. Somehow."

She says nothing, waiting for the hallucination to pass.

"Can I touch you?" Benton asks.

"It doesn't matter who else is out there. I've been through too much."

"Can I touch you, Kay?"

She lifts his hands and presses them against her face.