[Javert quickly shuts down his machinery and bounds to action, gathering his spring coat, his cane, and his hat to go. He never stored Lecter's drawings anywhere else but his breast pocket, over where his heart used to beat. They are safe, if wrinkled from repeated use.
It is about fifteen minutes later that a sharp rap sounds at Lecter's door, the sort a man of authority would use to summon a man with a court order. If Hannibal is at all paying close attention, he would have heard two sets of heavy footfalls, not one... and one strong, steady heartbeat.]
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[Javert quickly shuts down his machinery and bounds to action, gathering his spring coat, his cane, and his hat to go. He never stored Lecter's drawings anywhere else but his breast pocket, over where his heart used to beat. They are safe, if wrinkled from repeated use.
It is about fifteen minutes later that a sharp rap sounds at Lecter's door, the sort a man of authority would use to summon a man with a court order. If Hannibal is at all paying close attention, he would have heard two sets of heavy footfalls, not one... and one strong, steady heartbeat.]