Patterson, James - Alex Cross 1 - Along Came A Spider

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“I think Gary went upstairs,” one of the fathers finally said. “What's going on here? What the hell is going on?”

Craig and Reilly were already crashing back down the stairs into the front hallway.

“Not up there,” Reilly yelled. One of the kids said, “I think Mr. Murphy went down to the cellar. What'd he do?”

We ran back to the kitchen and down to the cellarScorse, Reilly, and myself. Sampson went back upstairs to double-check.

No one was anywhere in the two small cellar rooms. There was a storm door to the outside. It was closed and locked from the outside.

Sampson came down a moment later, two stairs at a clip. “I checked over the whole upstairs. He's not there! ”

Gary Soneji had disappeared again.

Along Came A Spider

CHAPTER 38

KA Y, let's dial it up a notch! Let's do some serious rock and roll. Let's play for keeps now, Gary thought as he ran for it.

He'd had escape plans in mind since he'd been fifteen or sixteen years old. He'd known the so-called authorities would come for him someday, somehow, somewhere. He'd seen it all in his mind, in his elaborate daydreams. The only question was when. And maybe, for what? For which of his crimes?

Then they were there on Central Avenue in Wilmington! The end of the celebrated manhunt. Or was it the beginning?

Gary was like a programmed machine from the moment he spotted the police. He almost couldn't believe that what he'd fantasized so many times was actually happening. They were there, though. Special dreams do come true. If you're young at heart.

He had calmly paid the pizza delivery boy. Then he went down the stairs and out through the cellar. He used

196 a special half-hidden door and went into the garage. He relocked the door from the outside. Another side door led to a tiny alley into the Dwyers' yard. He relocked that door, also. Jimmy Dwyer's snow boots were sitting on the porch steps. Snow was on the ground. He took his neighbor's boots.

He paused between his house and the Dwyers'. He thought about letting them catch him then and theregetting caught-just like Bruno Hauptmann in the Lindbergh case. He loved that idea. But not yet. Not here.

Then he was running away, down a tight row of alleys. between the houses. Nobody but kids used the little alleyway, which was overgrown with high weeds and littered with soda cans.

He felt as if he had tunnel vision. Must have something to do with the fear he felt in every inch of his body. Gary was afraid. He had to admit that he was. Face the adrenaline facts, pal.

He ran through backyard after backyard, down good old Central Avenue. Then into the deep woods of Downing Park. He didn't see a soul on the way.

Only when he glanced back once could he see them moving toward his house. Saw the big black Kaffirs Cross and Sampson. The vastly overrated Manhunt. The Federal Bureau in all its glory.

He was sprinting now, full out toward the Metro train station, which was four blocks from the house. This was his link to Philly, Washington, New York, the outside world He must have mtide it in ten flat-something like that. He kept himself in good shape. Powerful legs and arms, a washboard-flat stomach.

An old VW was parked at the station. It was always parked there-the trusty Bug from his unholy youth. The “scene of past cfimes,” to put it mildly. Driven just enough to keep the battery alive. It was time for more fun, more games. The Son of Lindbergh was on the move again.

Along Came A Spider

CHAPTER 39

AMPSON AND I were still at the Murphy house at well past eleven o'clock. The press was gathered behind bright yellow ropes outside. So were a cou ple of hundred close friends and neighbors from around the community of Wilmington. The town had never had a bigger night Another massive manhunt had already been set in motion along the Eastern Seaboard, but also west into

Pennsylvania and Ohio. It seemed impossible that Gary

Soneji/Murphy could get away a second time. We didn't believe he could have planned this escape the way he'd planned the one out of Washington.

One of the kids at the party had spotted a local police cruiser doing a fide-by minutes before we arrived in the neighborhood. The boy had innocently mentioned the police car to Mr. Murphy. He had escaped through sheer luck! We'd missed catching him by a few minutes at most.

Sampson and I questioned Missy Murphy for more than a hour. We were finally going to learn something ut the real Soneji/Murphy.

Missy Murphy would have fit in with the mothers of the childreo at Washington Day School. She wore her blond hair in a no-frills flip. She had on a navy skirt, white blouse, boaters. She was a few pounds overweight, but pretty.

“None of you seem to believe this, but I know Gary. I know who he is,” she told us. “He is not a kidnapper.”

She chain-smoked Marlboro Lights as she spoke. That was the only gesture thaf betrayed anxiety and pain. We talked with Mrs. Murphy in the kitchen. It was orderly and neat, even on party day. I noted Betty Crocker cookbooks stacked beside Silver Palate cookbooks and a copy of Meditations for Women Who Do Too Much. A snapshot of Gary Soneji/Murphy in a bathing suit was stuck up on the fridge. He looked like the all-American father.

“Gary is not a violent person. He can't even bear to discipline Roni,” Missy Murphy was saying to us.

That interested me. It fit a pattern of bell curves I had been studying for years: reports on sociopaths and their children. Sociopaths often had difficulty disciplining their children.

“Has he told you why he has difficulty disciplining your daughter?” I asked her.

“Gary didn't have a happy childhood himself. He wants only the best for Roni. He knows that he's compensating. He's a very bright man. He could easily have his Ph.D. in math.”

“Did Gary grow up right here in Wilmington?”

Sampson asked, Iviissy. He was soft spoken and down to earth with the woman.

“No, he grew up in Princeton, New Jersey. Gary lived there until he was nineteen.”

Sampson jotted a note, then he glanced my way. Princeton was near Hopewell, where the Lindbergh kidnapping had taken place in the 1930s. The Son of Lindbergh, Soneji had signed the ransom notes. We still didn't know why. “His family is still in Princeton?” I asked Mrs. Murphy. “Can we contact them there?”

“There's no family left now. There was a fire while Gary was at school. Gary's stepmom and d@d, his stepbrother and stepsister all died in the tragedy.”

I wanted to probe deeply into everything Missy Murphy was saying. I resisted for the moment. A fire in the house of a disturbed young man, though? Another family dead; another family destroyed. Was that Gary Soneji/Murphy's real target? Families? If so, what about Vivian Kim? Did he kill her just to show ofP “Did you know any of the family?” I asked Missy. "No. 'Mey died before Gary and I got together. The two of us met our senior year in college. I was at Delaware. I I

“What did your husband tell you about his years around Princeton?”

“Not very much. He keeps a lot inside. The Murphys lived several miles from town, I know. Tleir closest neighbor was two or three miles. Gary didn't have friends until he went to school. Even then he was often the odd man out. He can be very shy.”

“What about the brother and sister you mentioned?” son asked.

“Actually, they were his stepbrother and stepsister. That was part of Gary's problem. He wasn't close to them. ”

“Did he ever mention the Lindbergh kidnapping? Does he have any books on Lindbergh?” Sampson continued. His technique is to go for the jugular in Q & A.

Missy Murphy shook her head back and forth. “No. Not that I know of. There's a room filled with his books down in the cellar. You can look.”

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