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“I’ll signature the authorization The chief isn’t going to like it” The commander was silent for a moment Then, as if he’d just remembered it was a fully secured line, he snorted “Fuck the chief Good eye, Dallas”

“Thank you—” But he’d cut her off before she could finish being grateful

Two of six, she thought, and in the privacy of her car, she shuddered from more than the cold There were four more people out there whose lives were in her hands

After pulling into her garage, she swore she’d call the damn mechanic the next day If history ran true, itwith some idiotic chip in the heater control The idea of the paperwork in accessing a replace to consider

Besides, she was used to the one she had, with all its little quirks Everyone knew the uniforms copped the best air-to-land vehicles Detectives had to make do with clinkers

She’d have to rely on public transportation or just hook a car froe and pay the bureaucratic price later

Still frowning over the hassle to co herself to contact Feeney personally to have hih a week’s worth of security discs on the Gorham, she rode the elevator to her floor Eve had no more than unkeyed her locks when her hand was on her weapon, drawing it

The silence of her apart She knew instantly she wasn’t alone The prickle along her skin had her doing a quick sweep, arht

In the di and the silence reht a er finger poised

“Excellent reflexes, lieutenant” Roarke rose fro her “So excellent,” he continued in that same mild tone as he touched on a lamp, “that I have every faith you won’t use that on me”

She ood jolt That would have wiped that coe of a weapon e

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Waiting for you” His eyes remained on hers as he lifted his hands “I’m unarmed You’re welcome to check for yourself if you won’t take my word for it”

Very slowly, and with soine you have a whole fleet of very expensive and very clever lawyers, Roarke, ould have you out before I finished booking you on a B and E But why don’t you tell me why I shouldn’t putyou in a cage for a couple of hours?”

Roarke wondered if he’d become perverse that he could so enjoy the way she slashed at him “It wouldn’t be productive And you’re tired, Eve Why don’t you sit down?”