"Okay, you have three Detroit brand, sixteen-cylinder diesel engines, each capable of driving its matching generator to two thousand kilowatts."

Kate and I exchanged glances.

I said to Lu Ann, "No kidding? How old are these generators? Is it time to replace them?"

"No. They were installed in ... 1984 ... but they should last forever with service."

"But how much is a new one?"

"Oh ... I'm not sure, but the cost of these in 1984 was $245,000."

"Each?"

"Yes, each. Today ... well, a lot more." She asked me, "Is there a problem with the service?"

"No. Al's doing a great job. I can see him sweating from here. When is he going to be finished?"

"Well ... we only have Al and Kevin ... this was called in Saturday afternoon, and we're real busy ... You know you're paying on an expedited basis?"

Kate and I again glanced at each other. I said to Lu Ann, "No problem. In fact, add a thousand dollars to Mr. Madox's bill for Al and Kevin."

"That's very generous of you-"

"So, what do you think? Another hour?"

"I don't know. Do you want me to call them, or do you want to go talk to them?"

"You call them. Look, we're having a big dinner party, so maybe they can come back another time."

"When would you like to schedule that?"

"November thirty-first."

"Okay ... oh ... I see here there's only thirty days in-"

"I'll call you on that. Meanwhile, give these guys a holler, and tell them to knock off. I'll hold."

"Hold on, please."

The phone started playing "The Blue Danube Waltz" for some reason, and I said to Kate, "I should have done this an hour ago."

"Better late than not at all." She added, "Six thousand kilowatts."

"Right. Why am I listening to The Blue Danube Waltz?"

"You're on hold."

"Do you want to dance-?"

Lu Ann came back on the line and said, "Well, I have good news. They're finished, and they're packing their tools."

"Great." Shit.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Pray for world peace."

"Okay ... that's nice."

"Lu Ann, you have a good evening."

"You, too, Joe."

I hung up and said to Kate, "In the history of the world, this is the first time a service crew finished ahead of schedule."

"Madox wasn't going to let those guys leave anyway. So, if we weren't convinced that we were looking at an ELF antenna, that information should convince us."

"I was already convinced. This is the clincher." I added, "If you notice the silverware glowing tonight, let me know."

"John, we are not going-"

"What is the downside of going there for dinner?"

"Death, dismemberment, disappearance, and divorce."

"We can handle that."

"I have a better idea. Let's get in that van and drive to Manhattan. Now. We'll call Tom on the way-"

"Forget it. I am not going to be on the fucking Thruway talking to Tom Walsh on my cell phone, while the shit is hitting the fan right here. In fact, the real reason we're going to the Custer Hill Club tonight is not dinner, or to gather more evidence, but to determine if we can and should place Mr. Bain Madox under arrest for the murder of-sorry, the assault on-Federal Agent Harry Muller."

She thought about that, then replied, "I don't think we have enough evidence, or probable cause to-"

"Fuck the evidence. We have the evidence. It's in those bags. And the probable cause is the sum total of everything we've seen and heard."

She shook her head and said, "An arrest on any Federal charge-especially of a man like Bain Madox-would be premature, and could get us in real trouble."

"We're already there." I added, "We need to arrest this bastard tonight. Before he does whatever he thinks he's going to do next."

She didn't say anything, and I thought I'd made my point. "All right, let's have the bad news." I added, in a nicer tone, "Then I can make a rational decision about what to do next."

She said, "I thought you might have figured it out by now."

"I would have mentioned it if I did. Hold on." I thought for ten full seconds, and something was trying to connect in my brain, but I had too many things on my mind, so I asked, "Animal, mineral, or vegetable?"

She moved to the desk and, still standing, pulled the laptop closer. "Let me show you something."