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Cormack, for instance. He and I have disliked each
other for years. And Gregory Kellirand—he and I had
a falling-out some years back over a shipment of wine
from Spain. I’ve never forgiven him, nor he me. I
suppose you could list Louis Deblois and his brothers,
or even Godfrey Malbone.”
“I thought Colonel Malbone lived in Newport,”
Ethan said.
“He does,” Berson said, growing more impatient by
the moment. “My point is that these men are merchants,
as am I. We are all of us rivals, and therefore can be
said to wish each other ill in some sense. But we are
also successful men, and we try to leave our business
and our disputes in the warehouses and the markets,
where they belong. Why would any of them kill Jennifer
for her brooch?”
“I don’t know that one of them did,” Ethan said.
“I’m a thieftaker, and I’ve little experience with
murders. I have to start somewhere. Thieves can be
quite specific in choosing their victims, but they can also
be random. If your daughter had wandered into the
lower lanes of the South End and been robbed, I