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The woain, flashed her cool, perfect smile, then spoke into a hidden speaker “Lieutenant Dallas, sir”

“Send her in, Caro Thank you”

Again Caro pressed her palht in, lieutenant,” she invited as a panel slid open

“Thanks” Out of curiosity, Eve watched her walk aondering how anyone could stride so gracefully on three-inch heels She walked into Roarke’s office

It was, as she expected, as impressive as the rest of his New York headquarters Despite the soaring, three-sided view of New York, the lofty ceiling with its pinprick lights, the vibrant tones of topaz and es, it was the man behind the ebony slab desk that dominated

What in hell was it about hiain as Roarke rose and slanted a smile at her

“Lieutenant Dallas,” he said in that faint and fascinating Irish lilt, “a pleasure, as always”

“You ht not think so when I’m finished”

He lifted a brow “Why don’t you coet started? Then we’ll see Coffee?”

“Don’t try to distract me, Roarke” She walked closer Then, to satisfy her curiosity, she took a brief turn around the roo as a heliport, with all the amenities of a first-class hotel: automated service bar, a padded relaxation chair cos, an oversize wall screen, currently blank To the left, there was a full bath including whirl tub and drying tube All the standard office equiph-tech, was built in

Roarke watched her with a bland expression He admired the way she

“Would you like a tour, Eve?”

“No How do you ith all this” Using both hands, she gestured widely at the treated glass walls “Open”

“I don’t like being closed in Are you going to sit, or prowl?”

“I’ to stand I have some questions to ask you, Roarke You’re entitled to have counsel present”