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.What the hell did he think was so funny? D'Agosta began to read.Jesus.Oh, Jesus.Reddening, D'Agosta put the letters down."Learn something new every day, huh, D'Agosta?" Lillian asked, grinning.D'Agosta turned back to the table.There was a small stack of books: Dr.Faustus by Christopher Marlowe; The New Book of Christian Prayers ;Malleus Maleficarum."The Witches Hammer," Pendergast said, nodding at the last title."The professional witch-hunting manual of the Inquisition.A font of information on the black arts."Beside the books was a stack of Web printouts.D'Agosta picked up the top sheet.The site was called Maledicat Dominus; this particular page appeared to be devoted to charms or prayers for warding off the devil."He visited a bunch of sites like that in the last twenty-four hours of his life," said Braskie."Those were the pages he printed out."Pendergast was now examining a wine cork with a magnifying glass."What was the menu?" he asked.Braskie turned to a notebook, flipped open some pages, and passed it to Pendergast.Pendergast read aloud."Dover sole, grilled medallions of beef in a burgundy and mushroom reduction, julienned carrots, salad, lemon sherbet.Served with a '90 Petrus.Excellent taste in wine."Handing back the notebook, Pendergast continued his prowl.He bent forward, picked up a wrinkled piece of paper."We found that balled up in the wastebasket.Appears to be a proof sheet of some kind.""It's an advance print of an article for the next issue of Art Review.Due on the newsstands tomorrow, if I'm not mistaken." Pendergast smoothed the paper, once again began to read out loud."'Art history, like any other great discipline, has its own sacred temples: places and moments any self-respecting critic would give his eyeteeth to have attended.The first impressionist exhibition on the Boulevard des Capucines in 1874 was one; the day Braque first saw Picasso's Les Demoiselles d'Avignon is another.I am here now to tell you that the Golgotha series of Maurice Vilnius-now on display in his East Village studio-will be another such watershed moment in the history of art.'""At the memorial service yesterday, I thought you said Grove hated Vilnius's stuff," D'Agosta said."And so he did-in years past.But he seems to have suffered a change of heart." Pendergast replaced the paper on the desk with a thoughtful expression."It certainly explains why Vilnius was in such a good mood last night.""We found another, similar article sitting beside his computer," Braskie said, pointing to another sheet on the table."Printed out but not signed.Appears to be by Grove, however."Pendergast picked up the indicated sheet."It's an article to Burlington Magazine , titled 'A Reappraisal of Georges de la Tour’s The Education of the Virgin.'" He glanced over it quickly."It's a short article by Grove retracting his own earlier review, where he labeled the de la Tour painting a forgery." He replaced the sheet."He appears to have changed his mind about a lot of things in his final hours."Pendergast glided along the table, then stopped once again, this time before a sheaf of telephone records."Now, these will be helpful, don't you think, Vincent?" he said, handing them to D'Agosta."Just got the warrant for their release this morning," said Braskie."Clipped to the back are names and addresses and a short identification of each person he called.""Looks like he made a lot of calls on his last day," said D'Agosta, flipping through."He did," said Braskie."To a lot of strange people."D'Agosta turned over the records and looked at the list.It was strange: An international call to Professor Iain Montcalm, New College, Oxford, Medieval Studies Department.Other, local calls to Evelyn Milbanke; Jonathan Frederick.A variety of calls to directory information.After midnight, calls to Locke Bullard, the industrialist; one Nigel Cutforth; and then-even later-the call to Father Cappi."We plan to interview them all.Montcalm, by the way, is one of the world's experts on medieval satanic practices."Pendergast nodded."Milbanke and Frederick were at the last dinner party, and the calls were probably about organizing it.We have no idea why he called Bullard.We don't have any evidence that he ever met the guy.Cutforth is also a cipher.He's some kind of record producer, again no indication that he and Grove ever crossed paths.Yet in both cases, Grove had their private numbers.""What about all these calls to directory information?" D'Agosta asked."He must have called at least a dozen different cities.""As far as we can tell, he was trying to track down somebody by the name of Beckmann.Ranier Beckmann.His Internet search activity bears this out, too."Pendergast laid down a dirty napkin he had been examining."Excellent work, Lieutenant.Do you mind if we interview some of these people as well?""Be my guest."D'Agosta and Pendergast climbed into the agent's Rolls, idling ostentatiously in front of the police station, the driver in full livery.As the powerful vehicle accelerated away from the station, Pendergast slipped a leather notebook from his pocket, opened it to a fresh page, and began making notations with a gold pen."We seem to have an embarrassment of suspects.""Yeah.Like about everyone Grove ever knew.""With the possible exception of Maurice Vilnius.Even so, I suspect the list will shorten itself rather quickly.Meanwhile, we have our work cut out for us tomorrow [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]