"Morning, Ashley. You remember Dr. Salem?" Ashley nodded.
"He's going to hypnotize you again. Will that be all right?"
Ashley said, "He's going to talk to the... the others?"
"Yes. Do you mind?"
"No. But I - I don't want to talk to them."
"That's all right. You don't have to."
"I hate this!" Ashley burst out angrily.
"I know," David said soothingly. "Don't worry. It's going to be over soon." He nodded to Dr. Salem.
"Make yourself comfortable, Ashley. Remember how easy this was. Close your eyes and relax. Just try to clear your mind. Feel your body relaxing. Listen to the sound of my voice. Let everything else go. You're getting very sleepy. Your eyes are getting very heavy. You want to go to sleep.... Go to sleep...."
In ten minutes, she was under. Dr. Salem signaled to David. David walked over to Ashley.
"I'd like to talk to Alette. Are you in there, Alette?"
And they watched Ashley's face soften and go through the same transformation they had seen earlier. And then, that soft, mellifluous Italian accent.
"Buon giorno."
"Good morning, Alette. How do you feel?"
"Male. This is a very difficult time."
"It's difficult for all of us," David assured her, "but everything's going to be all right."
"I hope so."
"Alette, I'd like to ask you a few questions."
"Si..."
"Did you know Jim Cleary?"
"No."
"Did you know Richard Melton?"
"Yes." There was a deep sadness in her voice. "It was... it was terrible what happened to him."
David looked over at Dr. Salem. "Yes, it was terrible. When was the last time you saw him?"
"I visited him in San Francisco. We went to a museum and then had dinner. Before I left, he asked me to go to his apartment with him."
"And did you go?"
"No. I wish I had," Alette said regretfully. "I might have saved his life." There was a short silence. "We said good-bye, and drove back to Cupertino."
"And that was the last time you saw him?"
"Yes."
"Thank you, Alette."
David moved closer to Ashley and said, "Toni? Are you there, Toni? I'd like to talk to you."
As they watched, Ashley's face went through another remarkable transformation. Her persona changed before their eyes. There was a new assurance, a sexual awareness. She began to sing in that clear, throaty voice:
"Up and down the city road,
In and out of the Eagle.
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel. "
She looked at David. "Do you know why I like to sing that song, luv?"
"No."
"Because my mother hated it. She hated me."
"Why did she hate you?"
"Well, we can't ask her now, can we?" Toni laughed.
"Not where she is. I couldn't do anything right for her. What kind of mother did you have, David?"
"My mother was a wonderful person."
"You're lucky then, aren't you? It's really the luck of the draw, I suppose. God plays games with us, doesn't he?"
"Do you believe in God? Are you a religious person, Toni?"
"I don't know. Maybe there's a God. If there is, he has a strange sense of humor, doesn't he? Alette is the religious one. She goes to church regularly, that one."
"And do you?"
Toni gave a short laugh. "Well, if she's there. I'm there."
"Toni, do you believe it's right to kill people?"
"No, of course not."
"Then - "
"Not unless you have to."
David and Dr. Salem exchanged a look.
"What do you mean by that?"
Her tone of voice changed. She suddenly sounded defensive. "Well, you know, like if you have to protect yourself. If someone's hurting you." She was getting agitated. "If some git is trying to do dirty things to you." She was becoming hysterical.
"Toni - "
She started sobbing. "Why can't they leave me alone? Why did they have to - ?" She was screaming.
"Toni - "
Silence.
"Toni..."
Nothing.
Dr. Salem said, "She's gone. I'd like to wake Ashley up."
David sighed. "All right."
A few minutes later, Ashley was opening her eyes.
"How do you feel?" David asked.
"Tired. Did it...did it go all right?"
"Yes. We talked to Alette and Toni. They - "
"I don't want to know."
"All right. Why don't you go rest now, Ashley? I'll be back to see you this afternoon."
They watched a female jailer lead her away.
Dr. Salem said, "You have to put her on the stand, David. That will convince any jury in the world that - "
"I've given it a lot of thought," David said. "I don't think I can."
Dr. Salem looked at him a moment. "Why not?"
"Brennan, the prosecuting attorney, is a killer. He would tear her apart can't take that chance."
David and Sandra were having dinner with the Quillers two days before the preliminaries of the trial were to begin.
"We've checked into the Wyndham Hotel," David said. "The manager did me a special favor. Sandra's coming down with me. The town is crowded beyond belief."
"And if it's that bad now," Emily said, "imagine what it's going to be like when the trial starts."
Quiller looked at David. "Anything can do to help?"