"It's sounding like Linda thought Matt was cheating on her with her own sister," Ron murmured, still eavesdropping. "Either that or she's deliberately heating him up." Directly across from him, a whiteboard was mounted on the van wall, attended by a patrolman who now carefully wrote down, "Matt slept with Linda's sis?" and added the exact time.

Already there was quite a lot on the board, acquired from Ron's observations; computer searches; interviews with neighbors, friends, and family; and anecdotal tidbits from any officers who'd dealt with either Linda or Matthew Purvis in the past. Despite the hour, all across town, Ron had people digging for more. Even the town clerk was awakened for access to any records she might have.

Ron waited for a pause in the argument before punching the button on his console that made the throw phone ring whether it was off or not, noting in the back of his mind that Linda was standing her ground, giving as good as she got.

The phone rang twice before Matt picked it up.

"What?"

"It's Ron, Matt. I was a little confused when you put me down just then. I thought we were working a few things out."

"Like what? Like how you're going to blow me away as soon as I shoot this bitch?"

"That's not what I was hearing," Ron said quietly, knowing that the man's emotions needed to resettle after his last screaming match. "Before we were interrupted, we were talking about what you've just been through-how we might be able to put your life back together."

There was a third man in the van with Ron: an official liaison with the incident command post outside, equipped with a pair of headphones connected to the ICP, and assigned the task of passing notes to and from the negotiator as directed. The notes were color coded according to their urgency. The one he placed before Ron now was purely informational. Klesczewski glanced at it and passed it along to the officer at the board, who wrote, "Fired from job two days ago." With this morning's restraining order and his by now admitted alcohol dependence, that earned Matt Purvis the "triple" designation Ron had mused about earlier.