Now and Then

41.

Tuesday was a clear, brisk day with just the barest possibility of snow lingering at its edges. The alarm system was installed and working under Susan’s desk. Susan’s offi ce was on a corner and there were windows facing Linnaean Street, and windows on the side facing the driveway. Vinnie was in a parked car on Linnaean Street where he could see both sets of windows and the front door. Chollo was on the second floor, sitting on the top step of the front stairs. Hawk and I were in the spare room with the door open. Hawk leaned in the open doorway. I stood in the front window. I wanted Alderson to know we were around.

At quarter to ten, Perry Alderson, wearing a black pinstriped double-breasted overcoat, strolled down Linnaean Street and turned into Susan’s front walk. If he saw me in the window he gave no sign. He came up Susan’s steps and opened her front door and looked around her big front hall. Susan came to the offi ce door when he entered, and said, “Come in please.”

Alderson gave her a big smile and put out his hand.

“Dr. Silverman,” he said. “What a pleasure. I’m Perry Al derson.”

Susan shook his hand. Alderson was completely focused on her. If he saw Chollo on the stairs, or Hawk in the doorway, he reacted no more than he had to seeing me in the window, if he’d seen me in the window. They went into Susan’s office and closed the door.

Hawk was motionless in the doorway where he was supposed to be. The alarm bell we had rigged was molly-anchored onto the wall next to the door. I looked at my watch. It was nine minutes to ten. Under normal circumstances Alderson would come out at twenty to eleven. I went out into the hallway. Chollo was where he was supposed to be. I looked through the cut-glass window in the front door. Vinnie was where he was supposed to be. I wasn’t. I was supposed to be in the office with Susan. I walked back into the waiting room. Hawk had not moved. I looked out the front window. Vinnie hadn’t moved. I could go back out in the hallway and see that Chollo hadn’t moved. My options were limitless. I looked at my watch. It was now six minutes to ten.

“Susan asked me the other night if I thought we should get married,” I said.

Hawk continued to look at the offi ce door.

“How you feel ’bout that?” Hawk said.

He was dressed for business: jeans, ornate sneakers, a black sleeveless T-shirt. The big .44 Magnum revolver he favored was in a holster on his right hip. Even in repose the muscles in his arms seemed to strain against his black skin.

“I don’t know.”

“You love her,” Hawk said. “More than I ever seen anybody love anything.”

“True,” I said.

Outside, the bright brisk day had gotten grayer, and the hint of snow had become a suggestion.

“So why wouldn’t you?” Hawk said.

“I don’t know,” I said. “We wouldn’t necessarily live together.”

“Uh-huh.”

“There won’t be children,” I said.

“Uh-huh.”

“We have no fi nancial reason to get married.”

“Uh-huh.”

“So, why would we get married?” I said.

“’Cause you love each other more than I ever seen anybody love each other,” Hawk said.

“Which we’ve done without being married,” I said.

“Or even living together,” Hawk said.

“We tried that,” I said.

“I remember,” Hawk said. “Probably a good idea not to do that again.”

“Yes.”

I looked at my watch. It was three minutes after ten.

“So what you going to do?” Hawk said.

“We’ll talk about it some more. I guess if she wants it bad enough we’ll do it.”

“You know why she want it?” Hawk said.

“Not exactly,” I said.

“You going to ask her?”

“I thought maybe I should get it clear in my own head fi rst.”

“How that going?” Hawk said.

I shrugged.

“You ever think about getting married?” I said.

“No,” Hawk said.

“Would you ever?” I said.

“I don’t believe in much,” Hawk said.

“And I do?” I said.

“You a bear for symbols and shit,” Hawk said. “You think about what stuff means.”

“And getting married means something.”

“It do,” Hawk said.

I walked past him out into the hall again and looked up the stairs at Chollo, and then out the front-door window at Vinnie. I turned and looked at Hawk and nodded my head slowly.

“Yeah,” I said. “It do.”

Then I went back in the spare room and stood near the door and waited.