Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Shepeekedatthebackandsawhe’dbeenarrestedforindecentexposure."Christ,"shemumbled,"youneverknow."

           Halfwaythroughthetray,Donnahesitatedatapictureofahandsomeyouthwithmuttonchopwhiskersanddull,staringeyes.Shejumpedup,nearlyknockingthechairover."That’shim!That’shim!I’mpositive!"

           Millerhadhersignhernameonthebackofthephotograph,thengottheI.D.number,checkeditagainsttherecordandwrotedown,"WilliamS.Milligan."Itwasanoldmugshot.

           ShethenslippedtheidentifiedphotographthreequartersofthewaybackinatrayPollyNewtonhadnotyetlookedthrough.She,Boxerbaum,adetectivenamedBrushandOfficerBessellwentintotheroomtojoinPolly.

           NikkiMillerfeltPollymusthaveknowntheywerewaitingforhertopickoutoneofthephotographsinthattray.Pollyfingeredthecards,flippingthemcarefully,andwhenshereachedthehalfwaypoint,Millerfoundherselfgrowingtense.IfPollypickedoutthesamemugshot,theyhadtheCampusRapist.

           PollystoppedatMilliganspicture,thenwentpastit.Millerfeltthetensioninherownshouldersandarms.ThenPollyturnedthephotosbackandlookedagainattheyoungmanwiththemuttonchopwhiskers."Boy,thatsurelookslikehim,"shesaid,"butIcan’tsayforsure."

           BoxerbaumwashesitantaboutfilingforawarrantforMilligan’sarrest.