Time to Murder and Create

"And there's nothing you want, is there? Money, power, the things most people want. It wouldn't do any good for me to send another check to Boys Town."

"No."

He nodded. He worried the tip of his chin with a finger. He said, "I don't know who killed Jablon."

"I assumed as much."

"I didn't order him killed."

"The order originated with you. One way or the other, you're the man at the top."

"Probably."

I looked at him.

"I'd prefer to believe otherwise," he said. "When you told me the other day that you'd found the man who killed Jablon, I was enormously relieved. Not because I felt the killing could possibly be attributed to me, that any sort of trail would lead back to me. But because I honestly did not know whether I was in any way responsible for his death."

"You didn't order it directly."

"No, of course not. I didn't want the man killed."

"But somebody in your organization—"

He sighed heavily. "It would seem that someone decided to take matters into his own hands. I…

confided in several people that I was being blackmailed. It appeared that it might be possible to recover the evidence without acceding to Jablon's demands.

More important, it was necessary to devise some way in which Jablon's silence could be purchased on a permanent basis. The trouble with blackmail is that one never ceases to pay it. The cycle can go on forever, there's no control."

"So somebody tried to scare Spinner once with a car."

"So it would seem."

"And when that didn't work, somebody hired somebody to hire somebody to kill him."

"I suppose so. You can't prove it. What's perhaps more to the point, I can't prove it."

"But you believed it all along, didn't you? Because you warned me that one payment was all I was going to get. And if I tried to tap you again, you'd have me killed."

"Did I really say that?"

"I think you remember saying it, Mr. Huysendahl. I should have seen the significance in that at the time.

You were thinking of murder as a weapon in your arsenal. Because you'd already used it once."

"I never intended for a moment that Jablon should die."

I stood up. I said, "I was reading something the other day about Thomas Becket. He was very close to one of the kings of England. One of the Henrys, I think Henry the Second."

"I believe I see the parallel."

"Do you know the story? When he became Archbishop of Canterbury he stopped being Henry's buddy and played the game according to his conscience. It rattled Henry, and he let some of his underlings know it. 'Oh, that someone might rid me of that rebellious priest!' "

"But he never intended that Thomas be murdered."

"That was his story," I agreed. "His subordinates decided Henry had issued Thomas's death warrant.

Henry didn't see it that way at all, he'd just been thinking out loud, and he was very upset to learn that Thomas was dead. Or at least he pretended to be very upset. He's not around, so we can't ask him."

"And you're taking the position that Henry was responsible."

"I'm saying I wouldn't vote for him for governor of New York."

He finished his drink. He put the glass on the bar and sat down in his chair again, crossing one leg over the other.

He said, "If I run for governor—"

"Then every major newspaper in the state gets a full set of those photographs. Until you announce for

governor, they stay where they are."

"Where is that?"

"A very safe place."

"And I have no option."

"No."

"No other choice."

"None."

"I might be able to determine the man responsible for Jablon's death."

"Perhaps you could. It's also possible you couldn't. But what good would that do? He's sure to be a professional, and there would be no evidence to link him to either you or Jablon, let alone enough to bring him to trial. And you couldn't do anything with him without exposing yourself."

"You're making this terribly difficult, Scudder."

"I'm making it very easy. All you have to do is forget about being governor."

"I would be an excellent governor. If you're so fond of historical parallels, you might consider Henry the Second a bit further. He's regarded as one of England's better monarchs."

"I wouldn't know."

"I would." He told me some things about Henry. I gather he knew quite a bit about the subject. It might have been interesting. I didn't pay much attention to it.

Then he went on to tell me some more about what a good governor he would make, what he would accomplish for the people of the state.

I cut him short. I said, "You have a lot of plans, but that doesn't mean anything. You wouldn't be a good governor. You won't be any kind of governor, because I'm not going to let you, but you wouldn't be a good one because you're capable of picking people to work for you who are capable of murder. That's enough to disqualify you."

"I could discharge those people."

"I couldn't know if you did or not. And the individuals aren't even that important."

"I see." He sighed again. "He wasn't much of a man, you know. I'm not justifying murder when I say that.