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Lola hadn’t had so h heels, a pair of girlish vinyl straps, and a simple pair of air pump sneakers, all jumbled in her narrow closet

But Sharon had been an organized as well as a vain soul Her shoes were carefully stacked in rows of—

Wrong Skin prickling, Eve stepped back It rong The closet was as big as a room, and every inch of space had been ruthlessly utilized Now, there was a full foot eh in a row of eight

It wasn’t the way Eve had found the to color and style In stacks, she remembered perfectly, of four, a row of twelve

Such a little ht with a small smile But a man who made one was bound to make another

“Would you repeat that, lieutena

nt?”

“He restacked the shoe boxes wrong, co as her car heater offered a tepid puff of air around her toes, Eve checked in A tourist bli out tips on sky walk shopping as they crossed toward Fifth Soht license power drilled a tunnel access on the corner of Sixth and Seventy-eighth Eve pitched her voice above the din

“You can review the discs of the scene I kno the closet was arranged It made an impression on me that any one person should have so anized He went back”

“Returned to the scene of the crime?” Whitney’s voice was dry as dust

“Clichés have a basis in fact” Hoping for relative quiet, she jogged west down a cross street and ended up fu microbus Didn’t anyone stay home in New York? “Or they wouldn’t be clichés,” she finished and switched to automatic drive so that she could wars She kept her costus in one section, bracelets in another, and so on Soain”

“The sweepers—”

“Sir, I went through the place again after the sweepers I know he’s been there” Eve bit back on frustration and reminded herself that Whitney was a cautious h the security, and he went in He was looking for so we missed”

“You want the place swept again?”

“I do And I want Feeney to go back over Sharon’s files Soh to risk going back for it”