The tax return took my attention but I didn't even come close to picking it up. Unlike last time I had other things on my mind. I now had two bodies to worry about. Now there was twice as much heat on the man I was supposed to be helping. I tried to picture Draper, out there somewhere, his life turned upside down. It was easy enough to see that Draper had a motive for both killings, for McKenna as well as, or independent of, Alison .... I remembered the feeling I'd had when I first met him, how the success that he had oozed from every pore had me set against him. I thought of his voice on the phone that morning, how difficult he was to read. Was he shitting me? Was he? There was no way I could know. Not without finding him.