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One or two noticed her, started to rise, questions in their eyes Her brutally cold stare was as effective as a steel shield

She turned to the here screens hugged against each other Roarke had a similar setup, and she knew each screen could be used for a separate ie, or in any coe picture of Nadine Furst on the news set The familiar three-dimensional view of New York’s skyline rose behind her

She, too, looked polished, perfect Her eyes seemed to meet and hold on Eve’s as Eve stepped closer to listen to the audio

“And again tonight, a senseless killing Louise Kirski, an employee of this station, waswhere I a this report”

Eve didn’t bother to curse as Nadine added a few ued to Morse She’d expected this

“An ordinary evening,” Morse said in a clear reporter’s voice “A rainy night in the city But once again, despite the best offered by our police force, ive you a first-hand view of the horror, the shock, and the waste”

He paused, ti perfect, as the camera zoomed in on his face “I found Louise Kirski’s body, cru where both she and I have workedout on the wet pavement I’m not ashamed to say that I froze, that I was revolted, that the s down at her, unable to believe what I saith my own eyes How could this be? A woman I kneoman who I had often shared a friendly ith, a wo with How could she be lying there, lifeless?”

The screen dissolved froraphic shot of the body

They hadn’t ust, and whirled on the closest manned console “Where’s the studio?”

“Excuse me?”

“I said, where’s the goddamn studio?” She jerked a thumb toward the screen

“Well, ah”

Furious, she leaned over, caged him between her stiffened arms “You want to see how fast I can shut this place down?”

“Level twelve, Studio A”

She whirled away just as Feeney stepped off the ascent “Took your sweet time”