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Justice in Death---Chapter 11
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09 July 2012
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It was morning. The sun was coming through the conference room windows and they had hard copies of all the trial information that fit with Doctor Mira’s profile. Through heavy lidded eyes, Eve watched Peabody yawn. As contagious as yawning was, Eve watched the rest of her team yawn after Peabody. Eve had to admit she was fighting back the yawn. After all, someone had to be the strong one in the group.
Eve glanced at her link. It was seven-thirty. Costa’s funeral was at noon. Eve set her cup of coffee down and stood up. “Leave everything right where it is,” Eve announced. “Everyone get some food, some sleep, check on the other cases you’re working on. We’ll lock this room and everyone meet back here at one o’clock.” She had everyone’s attention now with the thought of five and a half good hours of sleep. If anyone wants to attend Andrew Costa’s funeral the information is on the board by the main doors.”
Eve closed up the conference room, marked it so no one could use it, and went back to her office. The cookies Nadine was using to bribe her sat in the middle of her desk. She checked the tamper proof seal and it hadn’t been touched. Eve grabbed a bottle of water from the auto chef before sitting down. She sliced through the tamper proof seal on the bakery box and opened the lid.
“Eve!” The voice tore through the darkness and into her conscious. She knew that voice. “Darling Eve, wake up,” The voice spoke again. Eve let her eyes flutter open. Recognition hadn’t set in yet and she raised her head. Roarke’s smile and blue eyes greeted her. “Where am I?” She asked.
“You fell asleep with an uneaten cookie still in your hand.” Roarke plucked the cookie out of her hand. “God, Eve, even in sleep you have quite a grip. I had to wake you up to get the cookie out of your hand.” Roarke replaced the cookie with a sandwich. “Here, turkey with lots of vegetables and I brought you a protein shake.”
“Chocolate’s a vegetable,” Eve explained as she unwrapped the sandwich and took a bite. When Roarke sneered at her, Eve nodded. “It’s made from the cocao bean. A bean is a vegetable, therefore, chocolate is a vegetable.” She grinned at him before taking another bite of the sandwich. No, she would never admit this to Roarke, but the sandwich tasted good.
“I love you,” He said placing a kiss on her forehead. “How’s the case?”
“We went through all the trials that Costa and Will worked on together and pulled out the most likely cases from that. We’ll work on that pile this afternoon.” She bit into the sandwich and almost choked. Roarke opened the bottle of water and handed it to her. “What time is it?”
“It’s almost noon.”
Eve set the sandwich down on her desk and moved the bakery box of cookies. “I should have gone to Costa’s funeral.”
Roarke rubbed her shoulder with one hand and removed the bakery box from her grasp with the other hand. “Reo will understand. Now eat. I have a meeting at one and I want to see that sandwich gone before I leave.”
Eve stuck her tongue out at him, but finished the sandwich.
Everyone seemed rested by Eve’s take when they entered the conference room at one. No one had said anything about Costa’s funeral so Eve took that to mean that no one in her team went. She started out by going over everything on the murder board again and then they sat down to go over the cases one by one.
“Shouldn’t Doctor Mira be here?” Peabody asked as they talked about the first case that Costa had as Prosecuting Attorney where Will was the judge. “It is her profile. Maybe she can point us in the right direction so we can narrow these cases down even more.”
Eve had thought about inviting Doctor Mira to join in, but she also knew Mira’s time was important. Even so, Eve stepped out of the conference room and found a quiet corner. Instead of going for Doctor Mira’s office, Eve tried her personal link. Doctor Mira picked up right away and Eve could see and hear the sounds of New York in the background.
“Good afternoon, Eve. What a coincidence?”
“How’s that?” Eve asked.
“I’m less than a block away from Cop Central.”
“I’ll walk back with you,” Eve said and slipped her link back into her pocket. Eve darted outside and glanced around for Mira. She saw the elegantly dressed woman standing out in the crowd coming around a corner. Eve sidestepped the strolling pedestrians until she came face to face with Mira. “How are you?” Eve asked, trying to remember that not everything was about work.
“I’m fine. I thought a walk would do me good so I parked around the corner. Were you contacting me for a reason, Eve?”
Eve jammed her hands into her pockets and kept step with Mira. “I was hoping you would like to join us since it was your profile that helped us narrow down our suspect list. Maybe you could give. . .”
“Eve!” Eve turned her head to see Roarke getting out of the limo across the street. Eve raised her hand to wave and wondered why he wasn’t at his meeting. She was getting ready to call back to him when Mira screamed her name.
Eve turned back and came face to face with a man she didn’t recognize. She took a breath just in time to be pushed to the ground. As Eve fell, she heard a popping sound and several screaming people. One of them she knew by familiarity was Roarke’s voice.
Eve glanced at her link. It was seven-thirty. Costa’s funeral was at noon. Eve set her cup of coffee down and stood up. “Leave everything right where it is,” Eve announced. “Everyone get some food, some sleep, check on the other cases you’re working on. We’ll lock this room and everyone meet back here at one o’clock.” She had everyone’s attention now with the thought of five and a half good hours of sleep. If anyone wants to attend Andrew Costa’s funeral the information is on the board by the main doors.”
Eve closed up the conference room, marked it so no one could use it, and went back to her office. The cookies Nadine was using to bribe her sat in the middle of her desk. She checked the tamper proof seal and it hadn’t been touched. Eve grabbed a bottle of water from the auto chef before sitting down. She sliced through the tamper proof seal on the bakery box and opened the lid.
“Eve!” The voice tore through the darkness and into her conscious. She knew that voice. “Darling Eve, wake up,” The voice spoke again. Eve let her eyes flutter open. Recognition hadn’t set in yet and she raised her head. Roarke’s smile and blue eyes greeted her. “Where am I?” She asked.
“You fell asleep with an uneaten cookie still in your hand.” Roarke plucked the cookie out of her hand. “God, Eve, even in sleep you have quite a grip. I had to wake you up to get the cookie out of your hand.” Roarke replaced the cookie with a sandwich. “Here, turkey with lots of vegetables and I brought you a protein shake.”
“Chocolate’s a vegetable,” Eve explained as she unwrapped the sandwich and took a bite. When Roarke sneered at her, Eve nodded. “It’s made from the cocao bean. A bean is a vegetable, therefore, chocolate is a vegetable.” She grinned at him before taking another bite of the sandwich. No, she would never admit this to Roarke, but the sandwich tasted good.
“I love you,” He said placing a kiss on her forehead. “How’s the case?”
“We went through all the trials that Costa and Will worked on together and pulled out the most likely cases from that. We’ll work on that pile this afternoon.” She bit into the sandwich and almost choked. Roarke opened the bottle of water and handed it to her. “What time is it?”
“It’s almost noon.”
Eve set the sandwich down on her desk and moved the bakery box of cookies. “I should have gone to Costa’s funeral.”
Roarke rubbed her shoulder with one hand and removed the bakery box from her grasp with the other hand. “Reo will understand. Now eat. I have a meeting at one and I want to see that sandwich gone before I leave.”
Eve stuck her tongue out at him, but finished the sandwich.
Everyone seemed rested by Eve’s take when they entered the conference room at one. No one had said anything about Costa’s funeral so Eve took that to mean that no one in her team went. She started out by going over everything on the murder board again and then they sat down to go over the cases one by one.
“Shouldn’t Doctor Mira be here?” Peabody asked as they talked about the first case that Costa had as Prosecuting Attorney where Will was the judge. “It is her profile. Maybe she can point us in the right direction so we can narrow these cases down even more.”
Eve had thought about inviting Doctor Mira to join in, but she also knew Mira’s time was important. Even so, Eve stepped out of the conference room and found a quiet corner. Instead of going for Doctor Mira’s office, Eve tried her personal link. Doctor Mira picked up right away and Eve could see and hear the sounds of New York in the background.
“Good afternoon, Eve. What a coincidence?”
“How’s that?” Eve asked.
“I’m less than a block away from Cop Central.”
“I’ll walk back with you,” Eve said and slipped her link back into her pocket. Eve darted outside and glanced around for Mira. She saw the elegantly dressed woman standing out in the crowd coming around a corner. Eve sidestepped the strolling pedestrians until she came face to face with Mira. “How are you?” Eve asked, trying to remember that not everything was about work.
“I’m fine. I thought a walk would do me good so I parked around the corner. Were you contacting me for a reason, Eve?”
Eve jammed her hands into her pockets and kept step with Mira. “I was hoping you would like to join us since it was your profile that helped us narrow down our suspect list. Maybe you could give. . .”
“Eve!” Eve turned her head to see Roarke getting out of the limo across the street. Eve raised her hand to wave and wondered why he wasn’t at his meeting. She was getting ready to call back to him when Mira screamed her name.
Eve turned back and came face to face with a man she didn’t recognize. She took a breath just in time to be pushed to the ground. As Eve fell, she heard a popping sound and several screaming people. One of them she knew by familiarity was Roarke’s voice.
