I SLAP THE LAPTOP closed and race back down into the basement lab, explain my plan to Georgie.
He looks at his watch.
“She’s scheduled to go under the knife at three,” he says. “That gives us about four hours to pull this stunt off.”
I make some quick calculations in my head. Forty-five minutes to Chatham. Which means there goes an hour and a half right there, giving me two and half hours to meet up with Alexander. That is, assuming he will meet up with us in the first place, and then to make it look like I wasn’t the last man to be with Sissy prior to her death. I don’t have to prove he killed her. Just that he was there. That alone should raise enough doubt in the mind of the police to let me off the hook. Considering he’s a member of the Russian mo
