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He nearly h “Cute Okay, here it is I turned up the commander’s wife”

“Run that by slow, Feeney Real slow”

He couldn’t sit, so he sprang up to pace the selini made some healthy deposits into his personal credit account Four deposits of fifty K over the last four months The final one was keyed in teeks before his ot terminated”

“All right, he got his hands on two hundred K in four et it? Fuck” She already knew

“Yeah I accessed the E-transactions Backtracked She transferred it to his New York bank, and he flipped it over into his personal account in Milan Then he withdraws it, in cash, hard bills, at an AutoTell on Vegas II”

“Jesus Christ, why didn’t she tell me?” Eve pressed her balled fists to her temples “Why the hell did she make us look for it?”

“It wasn’t like she tried to hide it,” Feeney said quickly “When I clicked over to her records, it was all out front She has an account of her own, just like the commander” He cleared his throat at Eve’s level stare “I had to look, Dallas He hasn’t made any unusual transactions out of his, or out of their joint But she’s cut her principal in half doling out to Angelini Christ, he was bleeding her”

“Black to think coolly “Maybe they had an affair Maybe she was stuck on the bastard”

“Ohroll “The commander”

“I know We have to go to him with this”

“I knew you were going to say that” Mournfully, Feeney took a disc out of his pocket “I got it all How do you want to play it?”

“What I want to do is go out to White Plains and knock Mrs Whitney on her perfect ass Barring that, we go to the commander’s office and lay it out for him”

“They’ve still got soested as Eve rose

“Good thinking”

They could have used it Whitney didn’t climb over his desk and body slae necessary with the lethal glare of his eyes