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Eve scanned the crowd, zeroed in on Nadine “You want a story, Ms Furst I want a killer I figure my wants are more important than yours, so that’s all I have to say”

She turned on her heel, shot Si look, then strode away She could hear hi off questions as she headed for her car

“Dallas” Nadine, in low-heeled shoes built for style and movement, raced after her

“I said I’m finished Talk to Simpson”

“Hey, if I want to wade through bullshit, I can call the DVC That was a pretty impassioned statement Didn’t sound like Simpson’s speech writer”

“I like to talk for myself” Eve reached her car and started to open the door when Nadine touched her shoulder

“You like to play it straight So do I Look, Dallas, we’ve got different oals” Satisfied that she had Eve’s attention, she smiled When her lips curved, her face turned into a tidy triangle, do to pull out the old public’s right to know”

“You’d be wasting your time”

“What I aot tout tellsto confirm that”

“You figure right”

“What I want’s a deal You let

out with anything that under solid and you’re ready to et an exclusive on the arrest—live”

Aloing to give me for that, Nadine? A handshake and a smile?”

“For that I’ ”

Now she was interested “Including the source?”