The Interior

David wanted to argue with her, but determination had formed as hard as stone just under his assistant's blotchy and swollen skin.

"Go on," Miss Quo said, walking back to the window. "I'll stay here. When they come, I'll tell them something."

It was a vain hope for delay. With the phone lines cut and the possible monitoring of the office, their movements were probably already known, which might make this whole venture futile.

"Good luck," David said, then closed the door behind them.

Henry wanted to take his car, but Hulan overrode him and they piled in with Investigator Lo, because she thought the small insignia on the car might give them some authority. (On the other hand, if the cameras that were set up at the major intersections were already alerted to look for them, then they would be exceptionally easy to follow. But Hulan decided it was a risk worth taking.) As soon as they were in the car, Hulan handed Henry her cell phone. He spoke elliptically, saying that he'd like his crew to get the electricity ru

Then, as they headed across town, making for the expressway that would take them to the airport, David reported his conversation with Keith's sister. When he came to the end, Hulan, who'd revived slightly, said, "Suchee-everyone actually-kept saying Miaoshan wanted to go to America. I thought it was a dream for her, an unrealistic dream. Peasants never leave. It's even hard for them to get away from their villages and go to a big city, so how could she ever think she would get to the U.S.? But obviously she had a plan."

"Do you think she loved Keith?"

Hulan thought about Miaoshan, then said, "On the surface she seemed a typical peasant girl. But again and again she has shown a deep capacity for deception and manipulation. With Tsai Bing there probably was love, but they'd known each other from birth and grown up together. Theirs was a familiar love. Knowing they were to be married, they'd had sex as comfortably and unemotionally as an old married couple."

(Now, that was a worldview that under different circumstances David would have pursued with the woman he pla

"Tang Dan?" Hulan continued. "Who can tell? Maybe Miaoshan wanted the experience of an older man. Maybe she feared she'd never get out of the countryside and thought that at least she could marry the richest man in the county. That story is common the world over."

"What about rape?" Henry asked. He didn't know who this Miaoshan was, but he was intrigued.

"Could be," Hulan answered. "Rape is probably the most taboo subject in all of China. It's the worst shame. If she'd been raped, she would never have said a word." Hulan paused. "But I think not. Siang, Tang's daughter, said she saw them together. She was disgusted, but I don't think she would have mentioned it if there'd been a struggle. No, it wasn't rape."

"Guy Lin loved her," David said. "There's no question in my mind about that."

"Who's that?" Henry asked.

"He's the one you've seen on television with Pearl Je

"Yes, he loved her," Hulan concluded. "But he lost his usefulness when she no longer needed him. Which brings us to Keith."

Hulan's mind felt clouded by the heat and humidity. She looked at the others. They all seemed to be waiting for her to continue. With great effort she gathered her thoughts and asked, "Did Ling Miaoshan-beautiful, manipulative, cruel in matters of the heart-actually love Keith Baxter-a man twice her age from a culture that was immensely foreign yet at the same time attractive to her?" Hulan let the question hang in the air, then resumed after a moment. "I've slept in her bed. I've smelled the White Shoulders on her sheets and in her pillow. I've seen the things he gave her folded in their tissue and wrapped in their ribbons. I've thought a lot about what she had to have done to be with him-repeatedly sneaking out of the dormitory, changing her clothes and her entire appearance to be more comely to him, and keeping the secrets of those papers when she was killed. Yes, I think she must have loved him. Was it a true-heart love or a simple infatuation that would have changed over time? I don't know. But I think she was in love. What about your friend? Could he have really loved her, or was it just sex?"

"He was ready to bring her home to meet his family," David said. "He was trying to get her out of the country. He may have been crazy, but I think he must have been in love too."

David turned and looked out the window. Hulan could see the impatience in his features. The traffic wasn't moving at all. She leaned forward and spoke a few words into Lo's ear, urging him to find another route. When she sat back, David said, "But to what lengths was he willing to go? When I was talking to A

"I'm telling you, Sun is i

"Sun wouldn't have been the target of a federal investigation, Henry, but you and to a different extent Tartan would have," David said. "But Keith didn't give the key to Rob. Keith loved Miaoshan, but he wasn't willing to sacrifice everything he'd worked for to have her."

"Then why was he so upset the night you had di

"Because Pearl already knew about Miaoshan's papers and probably told him so," he answered. "Because Keith knew that he'd lost the love of his life, that everything was going to come to light, and that there wasn't much he could do about it."

Henry cleared his throat. "I'm not used to this sort of thing, but if you don't mind my saying so, I think how Miaoshan got those papers is important."

David and Hulan looked over at the older man questioningly.

"If what you say is true-that none of this would be happening if that Pearl woman hadn't gotten these papers-then whoever gave them to Miaoshan in the first place had a strong motive to destroy…" He faltered, then finished up with, "To destroy me, I guess." David instantly thought of how Sun had used those exact same words last night. Henry went on uncertainly. "I mean, wouldn't you have to say that was the case? That this was some kind of plant by Tartan to get my company on the cheap?"

David and Hulan looked at each other, absorbing this new angle. Then Hulan leaned forward again and spoke in rapid Mandarin to Lo. He made a U-turn, swerved up a side street, and began beeping the horn.