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The laugh became a smile, then she put on the red reading glasses and motioned at the folder, jammed with the documents and handwritten notes and phone bills. "Why don't you tell me what happened while I see what we have?"
I went through everything that had happened since I'd last seen her, up to where René and LeRoy brought me to Milt's farm. I had arranged the papers with the state documents on top, so she saw those first. As I spoke, a vertical frown line appeared between her eyebrows and she no longer looked happy and relaxed. She said, "These are real. These are court-sealed documents. How could he get these?"
"I don't know."
"Illegally possessing these is a felony under state law. They're numbered and referenced, and I can have their authenticity checked, but these are real. These papers do in fact show that Jodi Taylor was born Maria Johnson. I can't believe he has these."
"Had."
Ben came in to tell us that the coals were ready to be fired and Lucy went outside to make sure he did it safely. I sat at the counter with my wine, watching them, and found myself smiling. Ben struck the big safety matches and tossed them on the coals while Lucy supervised. They looked comfortable and at ease with each other, and you could see Lucy in his features and in the confident way he carried himself. Reflections. When the flames were rising and the grill was in place, Lucy returned and smiled at me smiling at her. She said, "What?"
"You guys look good together. Happy. I like that."
She turned and looked at her son. He had left the grill and was climbing into a pecan tree. A knotted rope hung from the limbs, just like the tree in the front yard, but he didn't use the rope. She said, "You seem to have passed the test."
"What test?"
"He's leaving us alone. He's very protective of me."
"Does he have to guard you often?"
She looked smug. "Often enough, thank you." She took two plates from the Sub-Zero, one with hamburger patties and the other with sliced onions and tomatoes and lettuce, both covered with Saran Wrap, and put them out to warm. She returned to the file, now skimming Rebenack's handwritten notes. "Who's Leon Williams?"
"I don't know, but you can tell from what's written that these are the notes Rebenack made when he was digging into Jodi's past, so Williams might be significant."
Lucy made a note on the legal pad. "I've got a friend at the Baton Rouge Police Department. I'll see if they have anything."
"Okay. Here's where it gets worse." I showed her Jimmie Ray's phone bills. I pointed out the long distance calls. "Do you recognize these phone numbers?"
She shook her head. "They're calls to Los Angeles."
"This is Sid. This is Jodi. Rebenack had at least seven conversations with Sid Markowitz over the past five months."
Lucy didn't move for a very long time, and then she left the kitchen. She came back a few minutes later with a leather datebook jammed with notes and papers and business cards. She opened it to a phone index and compared the numbers she found there with the numbers on the phone bill. She shook her head. "Sid never mentioned this to me."
"Nor to me." I pointed out the longest call. "Three days after this call Rebenack deposited thirty thousand dollars into a checking account. He used the money to buy a car."
"Do you think he's blackmailing them?"
"He admitted it." I told her about Jimmie Ray and Milt and Luther.
"But blackmail doesn't make sense. Jodi's never kept her adoption a secret, and even if she had, so what? What could he blackmail them with?"
I spread my hands. "I guess that's what we still have to figure out, and it doesn't end with Jimmie Ray Rebenack. Milt has something going on, too, and I'm also guessing that it involves the Boudreauxs. That's why the sheriff was out at the crawfish farm. That's why the Boudreauxs are scared."
Lucy brought her address book to the kitchen phone and stabbed in a number. She puffed out her cheeks and blew a hiss of breath while she waited. "This is Lucille Chenier calling for Mr. Markowitz. May I speak with him please?" She walked with the phone in a small circle. "You must have him call me as soon as possible. It's urgent. Let me give you my home number." She left the number, then hung up and went through it again