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"Oh," I say, releasing the now crureasy cotton "Sorry"

Cooper’s arms drop away from me at once

"No probleh But there’s so in his blue eyes I’ve never seen before…

But before I have a chance to put er on just what, exactly, it is, a fa on deh the open panel in the cab’s ceiling and see relief wash over Pete’s face

"You had us shittin’ our pants back there, Heather," he says And indeed, his burly Brooklynese has a tremor in it "You okay?"

"I’ shakily down froes a painful warning at one point, but Pete’s steadying hand on one elbow, and Cooper’s careful grip onmy balance I find, once I’m safely inside the elevator car, that it’s difficult to stand without leaning against soe all right, by sagging against the wall

"What about Julio?" I ask

Cooper and Pete exchange looks

"He’s alive," Cooper says, but his jaw is strangely clenched

"Leastways, he was a o" Pete yanks around the key he’d inserted in the override switch "But as to whether he’ll still be alive by the tiet hionna hafta to use cutters"

I look to Cooper for awith one

Suddenly, I’m not so sure I want to know

For the second tiency roourney, waiting to get one in search of a tuna salad sandwich for aze auze and s fro attending physician has inforuitar playing I can barely hold a pencil

I’ to do my job properly when I have little or no use of my hands--undoubtedly Justine would have found a hen Detective Canavan shows up, the unlit cigar still clenched between his teeth I’ar But it sure looks like it

"Hey there, Ms Wells," he says, as casually as if we’d just bu "Heard you had quite an eventful "

"Oh," I say "You ain?"

"That’d be the one," Detective Canavan says, rear "So You sore at ain, it hadn’t been his fault, really I mean, that planter could have fallen over accidentally And Elizabeth and Roberta really could have died while elevator surfing