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HANNIBAL

Seven years after rescuing Jame Gumb's last victim, Clarice Starling witnesses her career crumble around her. A drug raid goes wrong and Starling kills an armed meth dealer in self-defense: the dealer was carrying her own baby while shooting at Starling. Hannibal Lecter, who has been living in Florence, Italy, under an assumed name since escaping custody, sends her a letter of condolence and requests more information about her personal life. Desperate to catch Lecter, the FBI finds a use for Starling once again. She meets with Barney Matthews, former orderly of Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane. He tells her what Lecter said about her and that he said he would never go after her if he escaped. Meanwhile, Mason Verger, a wealthy, sadistic pedophile who was left horribly disfigured after a "therapy session" with Lecter, plans to get revenge by feeding Lecter to wild boars, using Starling as bait. He is aided by corrupt Justice Department agent Paul Krendler, Starling's nemesis. A disgraced Florentine detective, Rinaldo Pazzi, also pursues Lecter in the interests of collecting Verger's bounty on him. However, Lecter kills one of Pazzi's men and hangs Pazzi where his ancestor, Francesco de Pazzi, was hanged in 1478. Lecter waves at a camera, the footage of which is later seen by Verger. Lecter kills one of Verger's men and escapes to the United States, where he begins pursuing Starling. The novel briefly touches upon Lecter's childhood, specifically the death of his beloved younger sister, Mischa. The two were orphaned during World War II, and a group of German deserters found them on their family estate and took them prisoner. The Germans, after checking the limbs of both siblings, had taken Mischa away. Lecter later found some of Mischa's milk teeth in a stool pit used by the deserters, indicating to young Hannibal that they had killed and eaten his sister. Barney briefly works for Verger, and gets acquainted with Verger's sister and bodyguard Margot, a lesbian bodybuilder whom Verger molested and raped as a child. Their friendship is briefly strained when he makes a pass at her, but they eventually reconcile, and Margot tells him that she stays in her hated brother's employment because she needs Mason's sperm to have a child with her partner, Judy. Lecter is captured by Verger's men, and Starling pursues them, determined to bring Lecter in herself. One of Verger's men shoots her full of tranquilizer as she releases Lecter. The wild boars break through the barricade separating them from Lecter, but they lose interest in their intended prey when they smell no fear on him, instead going after Verger's men. In the confusion, Lecter carries the unconscious Starling to safety, and escapes with her. At the same time, Margot forcibly obtains Mason's sperm by sodomizing him with a cattle prod, and then kills him by shoving his pet Moray eel down his throat. Lecter, who had briefly treated Margot after her brother abused her, has urged her to blame the murder on him, which she does by leaving one of his hairs at the scene. Using a regimen of psychotropic drugs and behavioral therapy, Lecter attempts to brainwash Starling, hoping to make her believe she is Mischa, returned to life. She ultimately proves too strong, however, and tells him that Mischa will have to live on within him. Lecter captures Krendler and lobotomizes him, and then he and Starling dine on Krendler's prefrontal cortex, sauteed with shallots, before Lecter kills him. The two then become lovers, and disappear together. Three years later, Barney and his girlfriend go to Buenos Aires to see a Vermeer painting. At the opera, Barney spots Lecter and Starling; fearing for his life, he flees with his girlfriend.

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They seemed to be the same.

BEFORE DAYLIGHT Pazzi had in his hands the photographs taken for Dr Fells

state work permit, attached with the negatives to his permesso di soggiorno in

the files of the Carabinieri. Pazzi also had the excellent mug shots

reproduced on Mason Verger's poster. The faces were similar in shape, but if

Dr Fell was Dr Hannibal Lecter, some work had been done on the nose and

cheeks, maybe collagen injections.

The ears looked promising. Like Alphonse Bertillon a hundred years before,

Pazzi pored over the ears with his magnifying glass. They seemed to be the

same.

On the Questura's outdated computer, he punched in his Interpol access code to

the American FBI's Violent Criminal Apprehension Program and called up the

voluminous Lecter file. He cursed his slow modem and tried to read the fuzzy

text off the screen until the letters jumped in his vision. He knew most of

the case. Two things made him catch his breath. One old and one new. The most

recent update cited an X-ray indicating Lecter probably had had surgery on his

hand. The old item, a scan of a hand-printed Tennessee police report, noted

that while he killed his guards in Memphis, Hannibal Lecter played a tape of

the Goldberg Variations.

The poster circulated by the rich American victim, Mason Verger, dutifully

encouraged an informant to call the FBI number provided. It gave the standard

warning about Dr Lecter being armed and dangerous.

A private telephone number was provided as well just below the paragraph about

the huge reward.

Airfare from Florence to Paris is ridiculously expensive and Pazzi had to pay

it out of his own pocket. He did not trust the French police to give him a

phone patch without meddling, and he knew no other way to get one. From an

American Express phone cabin near the Opera, he telephoned the private number

on Mason's poster. He assumed the call would be traced. Pazzi spoke English

well enough, but he knew his accent would betray him as Italian.

The voice was male, American, very calm.

"Would you state your business please?"

"I may have information about Hannibal Lecter."

"Yes, well, thank you for calling. Do you know where he is now?"

"I believe so. Is the reward in effect?"

"Yes, it is. What hard evidence do you have that it's him? You have to

understand we get a lot of crank calls."

"I'll tell you he's undergone plastic surgery on his face and had an operation

on his left hand. He can still play the Goldberg Variations. He has Brazilian

papers."

A pause. Then, "Why haven't you called the police? I'm required to encourage

you to do that."

"Is the reward in effect in all circumstances?"

"The reward is for information leading to the arrest and conviction."

"Would the reward be payable in . . . special circumstances?"

"Do you mean a bounty on Dr Lecter? Say, in the case of someone who might not

ordinarily be eligible to accept a reward?"

"Yes."

"We are both working toward the same goal. So stay on the telephone please,

while I make a suggestion. It is against international convention and U.S. law

to offer a bounty for someone's death, sir. Stay on the telephone please. May

I ask if you're calling from Europe?"

"Yes, I am, and that's all I'm telling you."

"Good, hear me out - I suggest you contact an attorney to discuss legality of

bounties and not to undertake any illegal action against Dr Lecter. May I

recommend an attorney? There's one in Geneva who is excellent in these

matters. May I give you the toll-free number? I encourage you strongly to call

him and to be frank with him."

Pazzi bought a prepaid telephone card and made his next call from a booth in

the Bon Marche department store. He spoke to a person with a dry Swiss voice.

It took less than five minutes.

Mason would pay one million United States dollars for Dr Hannibal Letter's

head and hands. He would pay the same amount for information leading to

arrest. He would privately pay three million dollars for the doctor alive, no

questions asked, discretion guaranteed. The terms included one hundred

thousand dollars in advance. To qualify for the advance, Pazzi would have to

provide a positively identifiable fingerprint from Dr Lecter, the print in

situ on an object. If he did that, he could see the rest of the cash in an

escrowed safe deposit locker in Switzerland at his convenience.

Before he left Bon Marche for the airport, Pazzi bought a peignoir for his

wife in peach silk moue.