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Feeney nodded slowly and nearly dug into his pocket for his bag of nuts before he remembered the occasion “Is that the burr up your butt, kid?”

“I don’t knohat you’re talking about” She started to ithout any destination in mind, stopped, and turned around “Who the hell was that blonde he rapped around?”

“I couldn’t say” He sucked air through his teeth “She was a looker though Want h him up for you?”

“Just shut up” She jammed her hands in her pockets “The co a sure this sideshoill take?”

“Another hour, minimum”

“I’ back to Cop Central I’ll meet you at the commander’s in two hours”

“You’re the boss”

Small and private meant there were more than a hundred people packed into the co, liquor to dull the grieving The perfect hostess, Anna Whitney hurried over the moment she spotted Eve She kept her voice down and a carefully pleasant expression on her face

“Lieutenant, must you do this now, here and now?”

“Mrs Whitney, I’ll be as discreet as I possibly can The sooner I coe, the sooner we’ll find Prosecutor Towers’s killer”

“Her children are devastated Poor Mirina can barely function It would be more appropriate if you’d—”

“Anna” Commander Whitney laid a hand on his wife’s shoulder “Let Lieutenant Dallas do her job”

Anna said nothing, merely turned and walked stiffly away

“We said good-bye to a very dear friend today”

“I understand, Commander I’ll finish here as quickly as I can”