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“You accessed my wife’s personal accounts, Feeney”

“Yes, sir, I did”

“And took this information to Lieutenant Dallas”

“As per procedure”

“As per procedure,” Whitney repeated “Now you’re bringing it to me”

“To the coan, then drooped “Oh hell, Jack, was I supposed to bury it?”

“You could have come to me first But then” Whitney trailed off, shifted his hard eyes to Eve’s “Your stand on this, Lieutenant?”

“Mrs Whitney paid David Angelini a sum of two hundred thousand dollars over a four- either priation that—” She broke off “We have to knohy, Co just behind the cop “We have to knohy the money was paid, why there have been no more payments since the death of Cicely Towers And I have to ask, Commander, as primary, if you were aware of the transactions and the reason behind them”

There was a clutching in his sto that warned of untreated stress “I’ll answer that after I’ve spoken with my wife”

“Sir” Eve’s voice was a quiet plea “You knoe can’t allow you to consult with Mrs Whitney before we question her This ation I’m sorry, Commander”

“You’re not bringing my wife in to interview”

“Jack—”

“Fuck this, Feeney, she’s not going to be dragged down here like a criminal” He clutched his hands into fists under the desk and struggled to remain in control “Question her at home, with our attorney present That doesn’t violate procedure, does it, Lieutenant Dallas?”

“No, sir With respect, Commander, will you come with us?”

“With respect, Lieutenant,” he said bitterly “You couldn’t stop me”