You've Got Murder by Donna Andrews

Author:Donna Andrews [Andrews, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Mystery & Detective, Mystery Fiction, Missing Persons, Computers, Political, Washington (D.C.), Artificial Intelligence
ISBN: 9780425189450
Google: HqR-oVOomrgC
Amazon: 0425189457
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2001-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

I also could see the expressions on the Security watchers ' faces on the sixth floor when they found out what the maintenance men had learned from the prisoners in the elevator. One of them apparently ordered the maintenance men to help him get into the elevator shaft. The other took out a cell phone and dialed.

If only it had been a land line; I was getting rather good at intercepting those.

Tim had reached the second floor.

Almost immediately, the elevator call lights on the ninth floor lit up. I wasn't sure I dared bring all the elevators to a halt, but I slowed them down by undoing a fix that had been done to the elevator program a few days ago and reactivating a bug that caused them to open at every floor on their way up and down.

This was getting scary. Sooner or later, Security would start wondering why all the automated systems in the building were going haywire. I hoped I could cover my tracks before then.

Some of the pursuers began entering the stairwells, including the one Tim was in. They were running, fast.

I decided to play one last card. I took some of the video of Tim walking down a corridor and fed it into a camera in a similar looking corridor in the Accounting Department on the eighth floor.

I saw one of the pursuers in the same stairwell as Tim pull out his pager, then reverse direction. He shouted to

his companion, and both of them began sprinting up the stairwell. I saw Security parties all over the building take calls on cell phones or respond to pages and change direction, converging on the eighth floor.

It was going to be an exciting day for the Accounting Department.

Tim reached the ground floor, shoved the fire door open, and strolled out into the sunlight, sticking his hands in his pockets.

Security continued searching the building for hours, paying particular attention to the eighth floor. The longer it went on, the calmer I became. They would have given up searching if they'd caught him outside.

I planted bugs in the phone and elevator software that continued causing glitches in service for the rest of the day, erased as best I could all traces of my electronic fingerprints, and settled into a passive, watching mode. I'd been giving Maude a running account of the chase. She offered to go and look for Tim, but I talked her out of it. I was sure they'd watch his apartment and hoped he had sense enough to stay away from it. And that was the only place either of us could think of to look for him.

"Besides," I told Maude. "Right now is not a good time for anyone to wander around doing something other than their usual routine."

So Maude stayed at her desk, fretting visibly— at least to me— but carrying on her usual routine. Until lunch-time, that is. She went through her normal Friday routine, leaving the office at noon with her carryall. I assumed she was bound as usual for the library, to replenish her book supply for the weekend.

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