A shockwave rocked the ship and everyone within it, and for a moment it swayed and fought against its own engines. But soon with the help of its expert crew, it steadied and rose once more, sliding back across the sky and away from the flaming, falling wreckage of the Union warbird.
Over the sanatorium the Free Crow flew, and as it rose Maria ignored the earlier admonition to stay away from the controls-because the windshield was on the other side of the controls and she couldn’t see the world outside unless she stood in front of them. As Captain Hainey returned to his proper seat and Lamar reclaimed his own, the captain asked, “What are you looking at?”
She said, “There, do you see? The sanatorium.”
“What about it?”
“Look, down there. Those windows at the building’s very bottom-they let light into the basement. They’re open, do you see?” she said, her eyes bright and still, perhaps, a little wet.
Hainey did see, though he wasn’t sure what he was seeing. “Someone’s emptying the basement then, it looks like to me. They’re throwing things out onto the lawn.”
“It’s the weapon,” she told him. “The boy, Edwin-he and Doctor Smeeks are destroying it. They never wanted to build it in the first place, and now they’re disassembling it.”
As the ship hovered, the captain, Maria, and the crew watched as the boy collected the weapon’s parts into a pile on the front yard; and then they observed as an elderly man came to toss a match onto the pile.
Maria said, “That’s it, then.” She looked up at the captain and said it again. “That’s it.”
“That wasn’t part of your initial mission though, was it?” the captain asked, though he already knew the answer.
“Of course it wasn’t. But…but I’m glad I did it, regardless. And besides, my mission for Pinkerton went well enough,” she insisted, stuffing one Colt into her handbag and unfastening the gunbelt form her hips.
Hainey asked, “How do you figure that? You hitched a ride with the crew you were hired to stop, and then you killed the man whose shipment you were supposed to ensure. You wreaked a fair bit of havoc, Belle Boyd.”
Maria didn’t ask how he knew she’d killed Steen.
She only said, “Yes, but technically I was only hired to make sure the shipment arrived at the sanatorium. And I’d like for the record to reflect, the diamond did, in fact, arrive safely at its intended destination.” She did not add that it had a new destination, stashed in her own luggage.
Maria planted her feet and folded her arms, daring anyone to argue with her.
Croggon Beauregard Hainey put his face in his hand, and his body began to quiver as the laugh he meant to hide worked its way up, and out, and into the bridge of the Free Crow. He laughed louder and harder than he’d ever laughed in his life; and before long, Maria Isabella Boyd joined him with a devious smile.
14. TELEGRAM FROM LOUISVILLE, KENTUCKY, TO CHICAGO, ILLINOIS
CLEMENTINE SAFELY REACHED DESTINATION AND DELIVERED CARGO TO SANATORIUM STOP FATE OF HAINEY AND CREW UNKNOWN STOP WILL RETURN TO CHICAGO BY TRAIN TOMORROW MORNING AND AWAIT MY NEXT ASSIGNMENT STOP I BELIEVE THIS JOB SUITS ME QUITE WELL AND I THANK YOU FOR THE OPPORTUNITY STOP
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