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Fucking little bastard “Andto do with Roarke”

“Hey, brown-eyes, anything that touches you, touches Roarke now, and vice versa And you know, the fact that your s with the recently deceased, her ex-husband, and her current escort ties it up real pretty”

Her hands balled into fists of frustration “Roarke has a lot of business dealings with a lot of people I didn’t know you were back on the gossip beat, C J”

That wiped the s C J Morse hated ossip and society news Especially now that he’d worot contacts, Dallas”

“Yeah, you’ve also got a pimple in the middle of your forehead I’d have that taken care of” With that cheap but satisfying shot, Eve cut him off

Springing up, she paced the s her hands into her pockets, pulling theain Goddamn it, why did Roarke’s name have to come up in connection with the case? Just how closely was he involved with Towers’s business dealings and her associates?

Eve dropped into her chair again and scowled at the reports on her desk She’d have to find out, and quickly

At least this time, with this murder, she knew he had an alibi At the ti her throat slashed, Roarke had been fucking the hell out of the investigating officer

chapter two

Eve would have preferred to have gone back to the apartment she continued to keep despite the fact that she spent ht, slept, and walked herself back through the last day of Cicely Towers’s life Instead, she headed for Roarke’s

She was tired enough to give up the controls and let the auto progra traffic Food was the first thing she needed, Eve decided And if she could steal ten minutes to clear her mind, so much the better

Spring had decided to come out and play, prettily It te traffic,

the hu of pedestrians, the overhead swish of air traffic

To avoid the echoing bellow of the guides from the tourist blih midtown and a quick zip up Park would have been quicker, but she would have been treated to the droning recitation of New York’s attractions, the history and tradition of Broadway, the brilliance offor the bliift emporium

As the blimp route skimmed over her apartment, she’d heard the spiel countless times She didn’t care to hear about the convenience of the people glides that connected the sparkling fashion shops fro’s newest sky walk