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“I may need to follow up on this, Charles Stay available”

“For you—”

“Knock it off,” she ordered, before he could get cute “What do you know about Sharon’s diaries?”

“She never let me read one,” he said easily “I used to tease her about them Seeot one? Hey, am I in it?”

“Where’d she keep them?”

“In her apartuess Where else?”

That was the question, Eve ie or about the diaries, contact me”

“Day or night, Lieutenant Sugar Count on me”

“Right” But she was laughing when she broke transmission

The sun was just setting when she arrived at Roarke’s She didn’t consider herself off duty The favor she was going to ask had been si in her enerally vacillated until she’d disgusted herself

In the end, she’d left the station for the first tiht on the dot of the end of her shift With what liress she’d made, she’d hardly needed to be there at all

Feeney had hit nothing but a dead end in his search for a second lock box He had, with obvious reluctance, given her the list of cops she’d requested Eve intended to run a make on each of the

m—on her own time and in her oay

With so to use Roarke

Summerset opened the door with his usual disdain “You’re earlier than expected, lieutenant”