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The audio came over it A playback of her auto-record of the child’s screa, and all the horror that followed

“You bastard,” she whispered “You’re not going to get to et to me”

But her fingers shook as she ejected the disc And she jolted when her interco

“Who is it?”

“Hennessy from aparthbor flicked on screen “I’m sorry, Lieutenant Dallas I didn’t knohat to do exactly We’ve got trouble down here in the Finestein apartment”

Eve sighed and let the ie of the elderly couple flip into her mind Quiet, friendly, television addicts “What’s the problem?”

“Mr Finestein’s dead, lieutenant Keeled over in the kitchen while his as out playing ht maybe you could come down”

“Yeah” She sighed again “I’ll be there Don’t touch anything, Mr Hennessy, and try to keep people out of the way” Out of habit she called dispatch, reported an unattended death and her presence on the scene

She found the apart room sofa with her tiny white hands folded in her lap Her hair hite as well, a snowfall around a face that was beginning to line despite antiaging creams and treatments

The old woently at Eve

“I’m so sorry to trouble you, dear”

“It’s okay Are you all right?”

“Yes, I’m fine” Her soft blue eyes stayed on Eve’s “It was our weekly gaot ho a custard pie Joe was overly fond of sweets”

She looked over at Hennessy, who stood, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot “I didn’t know quite what to do, and went knocking on Mr Hennessy’s door”

“That’s fine If you’d stay with her for a minute please,” she said to Mr Hennessy