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"Well, is there any way toI don’t know, call the Morfran? Flush the killer out of hiding?"

It , but I didn’t know the answer "I’ll ask Mab If it’s possible, she’ll kno to do it"

"Get back to me as soon as you can, okay? The Reaper’s first two victiain tonight"

"He?"

"He, she, it I e knew even that ht be our first break" He pulled back his sleeve to look at his watch, and we turned back toward the precinct "So," Daniel said, "you ers If Daniel couldn’t help ht be able to get one of your guys in forensics to analyze so for me Check for poison--and whether there’s an antidote"

"Possibly But what--?"

"I can’t tell you Please don’t ask"

"You’re not" The crease between his eyebroas deeper this tiht?"

"Of course not"

The crease disappeared, but no smile replaced it "I didn’t think you would"

"But you had to ask I understand And I don’tto heal, not hurt" I pulled the plastic bag holding the cotton ball fro and put it in his jacket pocket

"I’ll see what I can find out"

We were back at the precinct We stopped in front of the glass doors, and I put a hand on his arht? It’sit’s i, then cut himself off with a nod He turned and went inside

10

THE KNEELAND STREET DINER, WHERE I WAS MEETING GWEN, is a 1940s diner that’s never aspired to join the twenty-first century It’s fao for munchies after the bars close

If you stop by Kneeland Street at two a halfway down the block Lunchtimes are a little less crowded, but not lad to arrive a little early and snag a place in line You had to wait longer if you preferred one of the ten or so booths to a seat at the counter, and I suspected Gould want some privacy for our conversation

I was second in line when I spotted Gwen co a stroller I waved, and she steered toward et a sitter on short notice, but I was glad to see the baby Actually, Justin wasn’t ht, as Gwen cas: Go and Go Faster

We snagged a booth right away I held rasp, while Gwen folded the stroller The waitress fussed over Justin, produced a high chair, and then fussed over hiave us menus and took our order for coffee, plus apple juice for the baby "Big boy!" Justin shouted, pounding on his tray I was hungry and in the mood for breakfast, which this diner serves round the clock, so I ordered the banana French toast Gwen hesitated She started to ask about the grilled chicken salad, then abruptly changed her mind "I really shouldn’t, butOh, what the hell--heck" She glanced at Justin, as tearing up a napkin and dropping the pieces on the floor "Bring e on the le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>