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“Ok, Baby. I’m going to give you a brief update, then I’m getting down to business.” Eve sat at her desk in her home office. Wearing a soft cashmere robe her husband had selected and purchased for her, bare feet on the desk crossed at the ankles. Her link was propped on a nearby table, capturing her relaxed image. The yoyo she...
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H2O in Death
She was almost to Cop Central when she got the call that the APB had pulled in Borge and Culper. She tagged Peabody to negotiate two interview rooms and settled into her office with a cup of coffee and two pain blockers. She finished off the paperwork on Delmar White, adding the reports from Morris and Dickhead. Mrs. White, bless her, was continuing to...
Delmar White’s home was a two story walk up on the north side. It was neat and tidy, standing firm against the spit of cold rain that threatened to be sleet. Most of the other people who lived in this part of New York were at work or staying inside. The street was almost eerily quiet, as Peabody parked in front. Eve held back, letting her take...
Peabody curved closer to Morris, tugging the blanket tighter around her wet shoulders. Dallas was shouting loud enough to make the sweepers refuse to come onto the scene. Nadine had managed to work her way through the crime scene barriers, fallen on the wet tiles beside the now filled pool, and gone down hard enough that she was at a local health center...
“What do we have, Morris?” Eve swung down the ladder someone had set up to help the ME get into the empty pit of a concrete swimming pool. The lights set up around the edges made it glaringly bright. She gave the Chief Medical Examiner a quick look. The man was dressed in a dark brown suit with plum stripes, a muted sparkly chord wrapping a...
Eve listened to the clunk of pink cowboy boots on the concrete. “I just don’t get it, Peabody.”
Her partner squatted beside her, studying the flagged trail showing how the hummer had taken a trajectory off the bridge and out over the ocean. “I know, Dallas. If they wanted us dead, there were easier ways.”
There was just no...
Her partner squatted beside her, studying the flagged trail showing how the hummer had taken a trajectory off the bridge and out over the ocean. “I know, Dallas. If they wanted us dead, there were easier ways.”
There was just no...
She heard delicate steps coming toward her office. No one she knew. Why wasn’t one of her men cutting the woman off? And where was Peabody? She should be stopping the approaching woman like a good door dragon. Maybe it was those fuckwits Borge and Culper dressed up in skirts and heels and coming to turn their selves in with full confessions. Eve...
Eve had spent a life time learning how to pull herself out of her nightmares. More so since Dallas and the horror of McQueen. And Stella. Yet, they still came. This time when she pulled free and found herself in the corner of the bedroom, huddled on the floor, freezing, shaking, crying silently, she didn’t...
Eve liked Davidson. First, because he was head of Roarke’s personal security. That made him the man she wanted to be the happiest employee in the universe. Happy employees wanted to do a good job. Second, because he had told her that he preferred men, so she didn’t have to worry that he’d get...
Summerset was waiting for her as she sloshed into the house in her water logged boots. They considered each other in silence. Galahad waited patiently to decide on the winner of the snipe fest.
“Your entrance was too loose,” he...
“Your entrance was too loose,” he...
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