Part 75 (2/2)

from the police?”

”I talk to Kesselring. They're no closer. That makes it worse somehow.

Not knowing who.”

Pete sat again. They needed to get past this thing, all of them, and

move ahead. ”What about Emma?”

”The nightmares have stopped, and the cast comes off in a few weeks. She

has school to keep it off her mind, but it's always there. You can see

it in her eyes.”

”She hasn't remembered any more?”

Brian shook his head. ”Christ, Pete, I don't know if she saw anything

or just had a bad dream. It's all monsters with Emma. I want it behind

her. Somehow we've got to put it behind all of us.”

Pete paused a moment, considering. ”That's one of the reasons I'm here.

I don't want to push you, Bri, but the record company would very much

like a tour to commence with the release of the new alb.u.m. I've put them

off, but I wonder if it might not be good for you.”

”A tour would mean leaving Bev, and Emma.”

”I realize that. Don't give me an answer now. Think about it.” He took

out a cigarette, lighted it. ”We can go through Europe, America, j.a.pan,

if you and the lads are willing. The work might be just what you need

to help you through.”

”And it would sell plenty of records.”

Pete gave a thin smile. ”There's that. No pus.h.i.+ng an alb.u.m over the

top these days without touring. Speaking of records, I signed that new

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