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broken.”
    “That’s not necessarily true,” Pam said. They did some more of the enigmatic-gaze-swapping thing.
    “Give me the whole story,” I said. I noticed that Chow had finished his blood, so I got up to get him some more.
    “As Russell Edgington’s people tell it, Betty Jo Pickard, Edgington’s second in command, was supposed to begin a flight to St. Louis yesterday. The humans responsible for taking her coffin to the airport took Bill’s identical coffin by mistake. When they delivered the coffin to the hangar Anubis Airlines leases, they left it unguarded for perhaps ten minutes while they were filling out paperwork. During that time—they claim—someone wheeled the coffin, which was on a kind of gurney, out of the back of the hangar, loaded it onto a truck, and drove away.”
    “Someone who could penetrate Anubis security,” I said, doubt heavy in my voice. Anubis Airlines had been established to transport vampires safely both day and night, and their guarantee of heavy security to guard the coffins of sleeping vampires was their big calling card. Of course, vampires don’t have to sleep in coffins, but it sure is easy to ship them that way. There had been unfortunate “accidents” when vampires had tried to fly Delta. Some fanatic had gotten in the baggage hold and hacked open a couple of coffins with an ax. Northwest had suffered the same problem. Saving money suddenly didn’t seem so attractive to the undead, who now flew Anubis almost exclusively.
    “I’m thinking that someone could have mingled with Edgington’s people, someone the Anubis employees thought was Edgington’s, and Edgington’s people thought belonged to Anubis. He could have wheeled Bill out as Edgington’s people left, and the guards would be none the wiser.”
    “The Anubis people wouldn’t ask to see papers? On a departing coffin?”
    “They say they did see papers, Betty Jo Pickard’s. She was on her way to Missouri to negotiate a trade agreement with the vampires of St. Louis.” I had a blank moment of wondering what on earth the vampires of Mississippi could be trading with the vampires of Missouri, and then I decided I just didn’t want to know.
    “There was also extra confusion at the time,” Pam was saying. “A fire started under the tail of another Anubis plane, and the guards were distracted.”
    “Oh, accidentally-on-purpose.”
    “I think so,” Chow said.
    “So, why would anyone want to snatch Bill?” I asked. I was afraid I knew. I was hoping they’d provide me with something else. Thank God Bill had prepared for this moment.
    “Bill’s been working on a little special project,” Eric said, his eyes on my face. “Do you know anything about that?”
    More than I wanted to. Less than I ought to.
    “What project?” I said. I’ve spent my whole life concealing my thoughts, and I called on all my skill now. That life depended on my sincerity.
    Eric’s gaze flickered over to Pam, to Chow. They both gave some infinitesimal signal. He focused on me again, and said, “That is a little hard to believe, Sookie.”
    “How come?” I asked, anger in my voice. When in doubt, attack. “When do any of you exactly spill your emotional guts to a human? And Bill is definitely one of you.” I infused that with as much rage as I could muster.
    They did that eye-flicker thing at one another again.
    “You think we’ll believe that Bill didn’t tell you what he was working on?”
    “Yes, I think so. Because he didn’t.” I had more or less figured it out all by myself anyway.
    “Here’s what I’m going to do,” Eric said finally. He looked at me from across the table, his blue eyes as hard as marbles and just as warm. No more Mr. Nice Vampire. “I can’t tell if you’re lying or not, which is remarkable. For your sake, I hope you are telling the truth. I could torture you until you told me the truth, or until I was sure you had been telling me the truth from the beginning.”
    Oh, brother. I took