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She picked at a piece of garlic toast instead, the green bean still staked to her fork, her spaghetti untouched "Sherlock, I’er, and you guys--"

Sherlock rolled her eyes "Sean is all right He decided the evil Incan mathematician, Professor Pahuac, had tried to break in after all That’s a character froood at clubbing the professor with a canoe paddle, Sean said he’d go outside and stohtailed it back to his evil cave in Machu Picchu"

A bit of laughter, a good thing Davis put a fork of twirled spaghetti to Delsey’s htful

She said, "Since the gang is all broken up in Maestro, o to the Bonhoood"

Savich said, "Someone has come after you twice now, followed you out here froht outside here this "

"You mean you don’t think it’s over, even with Salazar shot?"

"I don’t know, Delsey, but I’ve dealt with gangs like MS-13 before What they do can seeanized, or it can look that way because they follow their own rules, not ours

"You were never a threat to theent Racker’s death, and through hilike MS-13 if you roup, you fix it, eliminate the witnesses thatwill cut you out the may still be under orders to kill you, or die hioing to do that?" Delsey asked "What are you planning, Dillon?"

"Right now, Delsey, let’s not worry about that Let’s all enjoy this good dinner and Davis’s lame jokes Sherlock littered even though he tried to hide it, at least fronized that look Sullivan and Dillon had indeed been planning so, but she and Delsey would have to wait to hear what Dillon had inhis dinner No hetti, either He was saving rooton, DC

Tuesday night

Marvin the Bouncer listened to Ariel’s flute float out over hiht as he stood in the open doorway of the Bonho only jeans, a denim shirt, and a vest, a man impervious to the cold He wanted the patrons to know that even though he was fro wuss Truth was, it was cold and getting colder, under thirty degrees now for sure, and snoas coranny’s lace curtains, in the lights around hihts around the Bonhomie Club entrance, but outside their circle, it looked black as pitch, except for an occasional halo of light frohts were out again, shborhood was supposed to be gentrifying, and Ms Lilly had told hiton’s hundred-year plan

He turned a hairy eyeball toward Sherlock--who’d told hient Sullivan, as supposed to be her date They’d gotten out of Sullivan’s truck, seeh because they probably had their SIGs pressed against their legs Savich had told hi to kill this woman Delsey, but he still couldn’t believe any yahoos would try to kill her here of all places, or would the idiots not realize the FBI was expecting theure out there’d be half a dozen FBI agents hiding around the club, they deserved all the pain that was coe, so Marvin wasn’t worried And because he wasn’t worried he hadn’t told Ms Lilly as going on Savich had agreed that wouldn’t be a good idea She was hunkered down in her office playing poker with so big

He ht nod He had his Dirty Harry’s big-ass 44 Magnuent Davis Sullivan turn slightly, speak to Sherlock

Davis said low, "We’re giving the has been called off or written Delsey off as tooto belt all of us for not letting her coht and play"