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l work it up。 What else have you got？〃
Crawford gave her three marked envelopes。 〃Hair from Lecter's b。 Whiskers from the electric razor they let him use。 This is hair from the cleaning man。 Gotta go。〃
〃See you later；〃 Katz said。 〃Love your hair。〃
# # #
Jimmy Price in Latent Fingerprints winced at the sight of the porous toilet paper。 He squinted fiercely over the shoulder of his technician operating the helium…cadmium laser as they tried to find a fingerprint and make it fluoresce。 Glowing smudges appeared on the paper； perspiration stains； nothing。
Crawford started to ask him a question； thought better of it； waited with the blue light reflecting off his glasses。
〃We know three guys handled this without gloves； right？〃 Price said。
〃Yeah； the cleanup man； Lecter； and Chilton。〃
〃The fellow scrubbing sinks probably had washed the oil off his fingers。 But the others …this stuff is terrible。〃 Price held the paper to the light； forceps steady in his mottled old hand。 〃I could fume it； Jack； but I couldn't guarantee the iodine stains would fade out in the time you've got。〃
〃Ninhydrin？ Boost it with heat？〃 Ordinarily； Crawford would not have ventured a technical suggestion to Price； but he was floundering for anything。 He expected a huffy reply； but the old man sounded rueful and sad。
〃No。 We couldn't wash it after。 I can't get you a print off this； Jack。 There isn't one。〃
〃Fuck；〃 Crawford said。
The old man turned away。 Crawford put his hand on Price's bony shoulder。 〃Hell； Jimmy。 If there was one； you'd have found it。〃
Price didn't answer。 He was unpacking a pair of hands that had arrived in another matter。 Dry ice smoked in his wastebasket。 Crawford dropped the white gloves into the smoke。
# # #
Disappointment growling in his stomach； Crawford hurried on to Documents where Lloyd Bowman was waiting。 Bowman had been called out of court and the abrupt shear in his concentration left him blinking like a man just wakened。
〃I congratulate you on your hairstyle。 A brave departure；〃 Bowman said； his hands quick and careful as he transferred the note to his work surface。 〃How long do I have？〃
〃Twenty minutes max。〃
The two pieces of the note seemed to glow under Bowman's lights。 His blotter showed dark green through a jagged oblong hole in the upper piece。
〃The main thing； the first thing； is how Lecter was to reply；〃 Crawford said when Bowman had finished reading。
〃Instructions for answering were probably in the part torn out。〃 Bowman worked steadily with his lights and filters and copy camera as he talked。 〃Here in the top piece he says 'I hope we can correspond 。 。 。' and then the hole begins。 Lecter scratched over that with a felt…tip pen and then folded it and pinched most of it out。〃
〃He doesn't have anything to cut with。〃
Bowman photographed the tooth impressions and the back of the note under extremely oblique light； his shadow leaping from wall to wall as he moved the light through 360 degrees around the paper and his hands made phantom folding motions in the air。
〃Now we can mash just a little。〃 Bowman put the note between two panes of glass to flatten the jagged edges of the hole。 The tatters were smeared with vermilion ink。 He was chanting under his breath。 On the third repetition Crawford made out what he was saying。 〃You're so sly； but so am I。〃
Bowman switched filters on his small television camera and focused it on the note。 He darkened the room until there was only the dull red glow of a lamp and the blue…green of his monitor screen。
The words 〃I hope we can correspond〃 and the jagged hole appeared enlarged on the screen。 The ink smear was gone； and on the tattered edges appeared fragments of writing。
〃Aniline dyes in colored inks are transparent to infrared；〃 Bowman said。 〃These could be the tips of T's here and here。 On the end is the tail of what could be an M or N； or possibly an R。〃 Bowman took a photograph and turned the lights on。 〃Jack； there are just two mon ways of carrying on a munication that's one…way blind … the phone and publication。 Could Lecter take a fast phone call？〃
〃He can take calls； but it's slow and they have to e in through the hospital switchboard。〃
〃Publication is the only safe way； then。〃
〃We know this sweetheart reads the Tattler。 The stuff about Graham and Lecter was in the Tattler。 I don't know of any other paper that carried it。〃
〃Three T's and an R in Tattler。 Personal column； you think？ It's a place to look。〃
Crawford checked with the FBI library； then telephoned instructions to the Chicago field office。
Bowman handed him the case as he finished。
〃The Tattler es out this evening；〃 Crawford said。 〃It's printed in Chicago on Mondays and Thursdays。 We'll get proofs of the classified pages。〃
〃I'll have some more stuff…minor； I think；〃 Bowman said。
〃Anything useful； fire it straight to Chicago。 Fill me in when I get back from the asylum；〃 Crawford said on his way out the door。
CHAPTER 14
The turnstile at Washington's Metro Central spit Graham's fare card back to him and he came out into the hot afternoon carrying his flight bag。
The J。 Edgar Hoover Building looked like a great concrete cage above the heat shimmer on Tenth Street。 The FBI's move to the new headquarters had been under way when Graham left Washington。 He had never worked there。
Crawford met him at the escort desk off the underground driveway to augment Graham's hastily issued credentials with his own。 Graham looked tired and he was impatient with the signing…in。 Crawford wondered how he felt； knowing that the killer was thinking about him。
Graham was issued a magnetically encoded tag like the one on Crawford's vest。 He plugged it into the gate and passed into the long white corridors。 Crawford carried his flight bag。
〃I forgot to tell Sarah to send a car for you。〃
〃Probably quicker this way。 Did you get the note back to Lecter all right？〃
〃Yeah；〃 Crawford said。 〃I just got back。 We poured water on the hall floor。 Faked a broken pipe and electrical short。 We had Simmons … he's the assistant SAC Baltimore now … we had him mopping when Lecter was brought back to his cell。 Simmons thinks he bought it。〃
〃I kept wondering on the plane if Lecter wrote it himself。〃
〃That bothered me too until I looked at it。 Bite mark in the paper matches the ones on the women。 Also it's ball…point； which Lecter doesn't have。 The person who wrote it had read the Tattler； and Lecter hasn't had a Tattler。 Rankin and Willingham tossed the cell。 Beautiful job； but they didn't find diddly。 They took Polaroids first to get everything back just right。 Then the cleaning man went in and did what he always does。〃
〃So what do you think？〃
〃As far as physical evidence toward an ID； the note is pretty much dreck；〃 Crawford said。 〃Some way we've got to make the contact work for us； but damn if I know how yet。 We'll get the rest of the lab results in a few minutes。〃
〃You've got the mail and phone covered at the hospital？〃
〃Standing trace…and…tape order for any time Lecter's on the phone。 He made a call Saturday afternoon。 He told Chilton he was calling his lawyer。 It's a damn WATS line； and I can't be su