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going to pass it on to Nadine Furst for broadcast I’ht now” She dashed inside while he swore and ran after her

She walked into her office at nine AM sharp with a spring to her step Her eyes were clear and unshadowed, her system toned and her shoulders free of tension She was all but hu

“Soot lucky,” Feeney said mournfully and kept his feet planted on her desk “Roarke’s back on planet, I take it”

“I got a good night’s sleep,” she retorted and shoved his feet aside

He grunted “Be grateful, ’cause you’re not going to findknife doesn’t match”

Her sunny mood vanished “What do you mean, the knife doesn’t match?”

“The blade’s too thick A centioddamn it”

“That could be the angle of the wounds, the thrust of the blow” Mexico vanished like a bubble of air Thinking fast, she began to pace “What about the blood?”

“They looelini’s blood, Dallas Lab says it’s old, six ot, it looks like he used it to open packages, probably nicked hi the line It’s not our weapon”

“Screw it” She heaved a breath, refused to be discouraged “If he had one knife, he could have had two We’ll wait to hear fro a moment, she scrubbed her face with her hands “Listen to us, we have to ask why He’s not a crank or a loony calling in trying to take credit He’s saving his son’s ass is what he’s doing So ork on hi him in to interview, try to crack him”

“I’m with you there”

“I’ve got a session with Mira in a couple hours We’ll just let our main boy stew for awhile”

“While we pray one of the tea”

“Praying can’t hurt Here’s the big one, Feeney, our boy’s lawyers get a hold of Marco’s confession, it’s going to corrupt the hearing on the es We’ll whistle for an indictment”

“With that, and without physical evidence, he’s going back out, Dallas”