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“Yeah, right I need a search warrant, Feeney, and I need you here at Morse’s to break down his computer”

“I’ve already requested the warrant I’ll have it transmitted to you as soon as it comes in Then I’m on my way”

Sometimes the wheels moved smoothly Eve had the warrant and Feeney within thirty h to have hi red as a hybrid beet

“Secure the door, Peabody, then take the living area Don’t bother to be neat”

Eve swung into the bedroo his hands together

“That’s a beautiful system,” he said “Whatever his faults, the asshole knows his co to be a pleasure to play with her” He sat down as Eve started to hunt through drawers

“Obsessively trendy,” she co too expensive”

“He’s putting all his uy respects his equipment, and he’s careful There are code blocks everywhere Jesus, he’s got a fail-safe”

“What?” Eve straightened

up “On a home unit?”

“He’s got one, all right” Gingerly, Feeney eased back “If I don’t use the right code, the data’s zapped Odds are it’s voice printed, too It’s not going to letin so to take time”

“He’s on the run I know he’s on the run He kneere co after him”

Rocking back on her heels, she considered the possibilities: leaks—human—or electronic leaks

“Call in your best man to come over here You take the computer at the station That’s where he hen he ran”

“It’s going to be a long night”