"He wanted you... dead."
I close my eyes, don't open them for a long time.
"I don't know... " she says. "Bobby thought... bringing you in was a bad idea... but then he realized he could frame you."
"For Sam Ho's murder?"
She just nods. "And once... that happened... other ideas emerged."
"What other ideas?"
"Oh Victor... " she sighs. "Victor... it's all been a setup. Even in New York... that girl who died... that DJ..."
"Mica?" I ask.
"Whoever... you went to meet at Fashion Cafe... for a new DJ. Do you remember?"
I nod dumbly even though she's not looking.
"She was killed the night before... I saw a report."
"Oh Jesus oh Jesus."
"It was all a setup."
"Whose side are you on, Jamie?" I'm asking.
She smiles and when she smiles her upper lip splits open but there's no blood.
"Who do you work for?"
"It... hardly matters... now."
"Who did you work for?" I scream, shaking her.
"I was working against... Bobby," she mutters. "To do that, Victor... I had to work for him."
I pull back, panting.
"I worked for the group... Marina worked for... and I worked for the group Bobby worked for... and I worked for Palakon... just like you do-"
"I don't work for Palakon."
"Yes... you do." She swallows again with great difficulty. "You have... ever since you met him." She starts shivering.
"Jamie, how's Lauren Hynde involved in all this?" I'm asking. "Look at me-how's Lauren Hynde involved? She gave me the hat. I've seen pictures of her with Bobby."
Jamie starts laughing, delirious.
"You remember Lauren Hynde from Camden, right?" I say. "She knows Bobby. She gave me the hat." I pull Jamie closer to my face. "They set me up with her, didn't they?"
"That wasn't... Lauren Hynde, Victor." Jamie sighs.
"It was Lauren Hynde," I say. "It was, Jamie."
"You didn't pay... attention." She sighs again. "That girl was not Lauren-"