"She didn't take Olive to kill her."
"I know."
"It was something else, something to do with her mother."
Adonie nodded, but in a thoughtful absorbed way that I now recognized.
"What?" I asked.
Adonie cut me a look up from her boots which she had been regarding.
Somehow I did not think all this had anything to do with Georgina's
smuggled drugs and bartered cells and tissues.
Adonie seemed reluctant to speak. She may only have been tired.
"What?" I prodded.
"I think it possible that it had to do with her grandmother."