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“I can—”

“Slow up the process byet anything, the first byte, I’ll call you in”

“We’ve got hiot the who, the what”

“Let me try to find the where If Nadine Furst is still alive, every minute counts”

That hat haunted her She wanted to argue, but there was no ao, but—”

“Don’t call me,” Feeney interrupted “I’ll call you” He broke transmission before she could swear at him

Eve was trying hard to understand relationships, the iations, the value of coh to fit snugly, like a vaguely unco it until it stretched to accommodate

So she dashed into the bedroo area, and launched into the offense strategy

“Don’t givelate Summerset already handled that” She whipped off her harness, tossed it on a chair Roarke finished securing a square of gold to his cuff, hands elegant, steady

“You don’t answer to Summerset” He looked at her then, a brief flick of the eyes as she tugged off her shirt “Nor to me”

“Look, I had work” Naked from the waist up, she dropped into a chair to pull off her boots “I said I’d be here, and I’ in ten minutes” She heaved a boot aside as Suh her head “I’ll be ready I don’t take hours to put sounk on my face”

Boots disposed of, she arched her hips and wiggled out of her jeans Before they hit the floor she was dashing into the adjoining bath With a smile for the exit, Roarke followed her

“There’s no hurry, Eve You don’t clock in to a cocktail party, or get docked for tardiness”

“I said I’d be ready” She stood in the crisscrossing sprays of his shower, lathering pale green liquid into her hair Suds dripped into her eyes “I’ll be ready”

“Fine, but no one will be offended if you come down in twenty minutes, or thirty for that matter Do you expect me to be annoyed with you because you have another life?”