James PaTTERSON
Jeffrey Epstein's garbage will never arrive at Mount Trashmore. n, St. Pierre thinks about
As he drives to the police statio Epstein and what he’s been told. It's a wonder to him that Ameri- can kids would do what the police say these kids have done.
American kids are rich, after all. Some of them just don't know it,
he guesses. Americans always want more than they have.
Then again, children do stupid things. They don’t know any better. And St. Pierre’s trips to the house make one thing clear.
These girls are young. Really young. “[ hope you can stop this man,” St. Pierre tells the cop.
The detective shoots him a sharp look, and St. Pierre nods.
“Please,” he says, more softly this time. “Can we count on seeing you here tomorrow?” The detective looks antsy, impatient again. In his hand he’s
holding a scrap of paper that Noel St. Pierre has pulled from
s trash. Wendy Dobbs'’s name is on it. Mary’s name is on
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