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“And the color was, I quote, bright” He held up both hands before Eve could snap at hiot an idea of putting the Angelinis in a lineup for a funky junkie, their lawyers are going to whip your little ass, kid”

She had thought of it And she, too, had rejected it “She wouldn’t hold up on direct ID I’m not stupid But it was a man, she’s damn sure of that He drove away He had the u coat, dark”

“Which jibes with David Angelini’s statement”

“It was a new car I juggled that out of her Shiny, bright”

“Back with bright”

“So, they don’t see colors well,” she snarled “The guy was alone, and the car was a small, personal vehicle The driver’s side door opened up, not to the side, and he had to swivel down to get in”

“Could be a Rocket, a Midas, or a Spur Maybe a Midget, if it’s a late model”

“She said new, and she’s got a thing for cars Likes to watch them”

“Okay, I’ll run it” He gave a sour smile “Any idea how

many of those hs alone? Now, if she’d come up with an ID plate, even a partial—”

“Quit bitching I’ve been back over Metcalf’s There’s a couple dozen bright new cars in the garage there”

“Oh joy”

“Possibility he’s a neighbor,” Eve said with a shrug It was a very low possibility “Wherever he lives, he has to be able to get in and out without being noticed Or where people don’t notice Maybe he leaves the coat in the car, or he puts it in so to be blood in that car, Feeney, and on that coat, no et over to Channel 75”

“Are you crazy?”

“I need to talk to Nadine She’s dodging me”