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“You do that very well,” Roarke ht into the cop’s skin And it fits you perfectly”

“It better Don’t bother seeing me out I can find my way”

“Eve”

She stopped at the doorway, looked back There he was, a figure in black surrounded by eons of violence Inside the cop’s skin, the woman’s heart stuttered

“We’ll see each other again”

She nodded “Count on it”

He let her go, knowing Suive her the leather jacket, bid her good night

Alone, Roarke took the gray fabric button from his pocket, the one he’d found on the floor of his liray suit she’d worn the first time he’d seen her

Studying it, knowing he had no intention of giving it back to her, he felt like a fool

chapter six

A rookie was guarding the door to Lola Starr’s aparted hih to order a beer, his uniform looked as if it had just been lifted froreen cast of his skin

A fewthi

s neighborhood, and a cop stopped needing to puke at the sight of a corpse Chemi-heads, the street LCs, and just plain bad asses liked to wale on each other along these nasty blocks as much for entertainreeted her outside, someone had died out there recently, or the recycle trucks hadn’t been through in the last week

“Officer” She paused, flashed her badge He’d gone on alert the moment she’d stepped out of the pitiful excuse for an elevator Instinct warned her, rightly enough, that without the quick ID, she’d have been treated to a stun fro

“Sir” His eyes were spooked and unwilling to settle on one spot