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“I’ on media control”

“It may be hotter than we think” Feeney looked up froered on Eve’s, made her blood chill

“The h silent auction at Sotheby’s last fall Roarke”

Eve didn’t speak for a ed “And it’s stupid Roarke’s not a stupid man”

“Lieutenant—”

“It’s a plant, commander An obvious one A silent auction Any second-rate hacker can use someone’s ID and bid Hoas it paid for?” she snapped at Feeney

“I’ll need to access Sotheby’s records after they open tomorrow”

“My bet’s cash, electronic transfer The auction house gets the ht have been cal “And the delivery Odds are electronic pick-up station You don’t need ID for an EPS; all you do is key in the delivery code”

“Dallas” Whitney spoke patiently “Pick hi”

“I can’t”

His eyes remained level, cool “That’s a direct order If you have a personal problem, save it for personal time”

“I can’t pick him up,” she repeated “He’s on the FreeStar space station, a fair distance from the murder scene”

“If he put out that he’d be on FreeStar—”

“He didn’t,” she interrupted “And that’s where the killer made a mistake Roarke’s trip is confidential, with only a few key people apprised As far as it’s generally known, he’s right here in New York”

Commander Whitney inclined his head “Then we’d better check his whereabouts Now”