They examined his corpse and found a handkerchief flecked with blood.
And a damp fragment of a nautical map,
He was catching a train.
On 18 August 1997 (the inspector said), newspapers reported a man washed up on the east side of the island.
a Remington typewriter key (the letter S),
Return to the home page
a brass figurine shaped like a monkey.
The blood tested as AB negative—a rare type.
The body tested as A positive.
—silent fragment no. 12—
I leaned against the car door and rubbed my eyes and stared out the rear window. We passed parked cars, pedestrians, dog walkers, arguments and embraces. A man at a bus stop leapt to his feet and started running. For a long moment I watched my brother again, the born sprinter, and then the running man raised his head and rounded the corner and both of them vanished.
We’re being tailed, I said.
I don’t know.
License number HK—
Someone’s following us.
They’re right behind us now.
Black sedan, half a block.
I see them.
Can you lose them?
I scanned the streets ahead. A garbage truck honked and lurched toward our avenue. A taxi braked hard and double-parked with a fare. A bus swung back into the traffic. Jaywalkers darted, parents with prams tested the intersections. Get ready to turn, I said.
I tripped down the steps from the police station and stumbled into the waiting car. Half your secrets are no longer secrets, the inspector had said. I wondered if his detectives had bugged my apartment, or if I cared. Let him think he knew something. The inspector had stolen the wrong secrets.
Cars followed, signaled, turned. They disappeared and reappeared in the distance. Rights and lefts, seven blocks, now eight. I leaned forward to speak to the driver. He didn’t hear me.
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