“Detective Vance — the grand jury returned full indictments.

Federal marshals took Kenneth into custody at the international airport an hour ago.

Beatrice was arrested at her country club.”

I sat up in the bed, the thin hospital gown feeling, for the first time, like armor rather than a shroud.

“When is the hearing?”

“Tomorrow morning.

Nine o’clock,” Vance said.

“I’ll be there,” I said.