Now You See Me (18 page)

Plantin
g
th
e
evidenc
e
wa
s
eas
y,
to
o.
I
t
alway
s
i
s,
surprisingl
y.
Peopl
e
ar
e
careles
s—
the
y
leav
e
thei
r
garage
s
unlocke
d,
the
y
leav
e
thei
r
spar
e
key
s
unde
r
brick
s
o
r
flowerpot
s,
the
y
kee
p
a
duplicat
e
ca
r
ke
y
i
n
a
drawe
r
o
r
o
n
a
hoo
k
b
y
th
e
kitche
n
doo
r.A
fe
w
day
s
watchin
g
the
m
t
o
fin
d
ou
t
thei
r
habit
s,
the
n
th
e
firs
t
secre
t
entr
y:
th
e
liftin
g
o
f
a
fe
w
hair
s
fro
m
a
brus
h,a
too
l
wit
h
thei
r
fingerprint
s
alread
y
o
n
i
t
t
o
us
e
a
s
a
weapo
n,
th
e
impressio
n
o
f
thei
r
key
s
o
n
wa
x—
s
o
eas
y
.

Onl
y
onc
e
hav
e
I
ha
d
t
o
tak
e
th
e
ris
k
o
f
makin
g
myself visibl
e
t
o
on
e
o
f
m
y
target
s—
Ron
a
Clanc
y.I
kne
w
he
r
so
n,
Terr
y,
woul
d
b
e
th
e
nex
t
on
e,
an
d
I
bega
n
th
e
watchin
g.
Bu
t
sh
e
neve
r
lef
t
th
e
hous
e.
Th
e
olde
r
childre
n
di
d
th
e
shoppin
g,
o
r
he
r
decreasin
g
numbe
r
o
f
mal
e
friend
s.
Sh
e
ha
d
gro
g
delivere
d.
A
s
fa
r
a
s
I
coul
d
tel
l
sh
e
slep
t
i
n
unti
l
afternoo
n,
the
n
la
y
aroun
d
i
n
he
r
dressin
g
gow
n
o
n
th
e
sof
a.
Presumabl
y,
i
f
sh
e
wa
s
expectin
g
on
e
o
f
he
r
payin
g
visitor
s,
sh
e
showere
d
an
d
dresse
d
fo
r
th
e
evenin
g.
Onc
e
a
wee
k
sh
e
emerge
d
lookin
g
reasonabl
y
respectabl
e
an
d
caugh
t
th
e
bu
s
t
o
th
e
centr
e
fo
r
counsellin
g,
bu
t
on
e
o
f
he
r
slatternl
y
sister
s
cam
e
i
n
t
o
min
d
th
e
bab
y.I
couldn’
t
ge
t
int
o
th
e
hous
e
unsee
n
.

Finall
y
I
decide
d
i
t
wa
s
wort
h
endangerin
g
mysel
f.
Th
e
demon
s
wer
e
threatenin
g
ever
y
nigh
t;I
wa
s
hardl
y
sleepin
g
.

Wome
n
lik
e
he
r
easil
y
believ
e
tha
t
someon
e
i
n
a
sui
t
an
d
hor
n-
rimme
d
glasse
s
i
s
o
n
officia
l
busines
s.
Bu
t
i
t
mean
t
ver
y
tigh
t
timin
g—I
couldn’
t
ris
k
he
r
mentionin
g
i
t
t
o
anyon
e
a
t
th
e
centr
e.I
chos
e
a
n
afternoo
n
befor
e
th
e
olde
r
childre
n
wer
e
hom
e
fro
m
schoo
l;I
wa
s
vagu
e
abou
t
m
y
actua
l
positio
n,
le
t
he
r
thin
k
i
t
wa
s
somethin
g
t
o
d
o
wit
h
th
e
governmen
t—a
psychiatri
c
car
e
assessmen
t,l
calle
d
i
t,
o
r
som
e
suc
h
rubbis
h.I
spen
t
a
n
hou
r
lookin
g
throug
h
th
e
room
s,
checkin
g
wher
e
al
l
th
e
childre
n
slep
t.
Fortunatel
y
Terr
y
wa
s
th
e
onl
y
bo
y
an
d
ha
d
a
smal
l
cubicl
e
t
o
himsel
f
of
f
th
e
kitche
n.
Ther
e
wer
e
severa
l
obviou
s
place
s
outsid
e
wher
e
a
spar
e
ke
y
migh
t
b
e,
thoug
h
I
wa
s
prepare
d
t
o
pic
k
a
loc
k
i
f
I
ha
d
t
o
.

Sh
e
mad
e
m
e
a
cu
p
o
f
te
a
an
d
whil
e
sh
e
wa
s
i
n
th
e
kitche
n
I
opene
d
on
e
o
f
th
e
livin
g-
roo
m
window
s,
sliding th
e
latc
h
bac
k
almos
t
t
o
it
s
locke
d
positio
n.I
didn’
t
thin
k
sh
e
woul
d
notic
e,
bu
t
I
woul
d
brin
g
m
y
instrument
s
i
n
cas
e.I
ha
d
a
questionnair
e
wit
h
m
e,
thoug
h
I
aske
d
he
r
differen
t
question
s
whil
e
I
ticke
d
boxe
s
.