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“C J Morse” She held the shoes as she ht hold a weapon, and her eyes went dark and fixed “And when I’et more airtime than he ever dreamed of”

The in-house ’link beeped Suuests are arriving, sir”

“Fine Morse?” he said to Eve

“That’s right I’ll fill you in between canapés” She scooped a hand through her hair “Told you I’d be ready Oh, and Roarke?” She linked fingers with him as they started froh for me Larinda Mars”

chapter twenty

Eve supposed there could have been worse ways to wait through the last stages of an investigation The atmosphere had it all over her cra leg up from the eatery

Roarke had opened up his dolossy wood floors, , curved tables followed the rounded walls and were artistically croith exotic finger foods

Colorful bite-sized eggs harvested froeons of the moon’s farant cheese swirls that ue, pastries puleam of caviar heaped on shaved ice, the richness of fresh fruit with frosty sugar coating

There was more The hot table across the room steamed with heat and spices One entire area was a treasure trove for those of a vegetarian persuasion, with another, at a discreet distance, decked out for carnivores

Roarke had opted for live music rather than si terrace played quiet conversation-enhancing tunes They would heat up as the night went on, to seduce dancers

Through the swirl of color, of scent, of glealoss, waiters in severe black wandered with silver trays topped with crystal flutes of chane

“This is so decent” Mavis popped a black button mushroom in her mouth She’d dressed conservatively for the occasion, which reat deal of her skin was actually covered, and her hair was a ta Mavis, so were her irises “I can’t believe Roarke actually invited me”

“You’re my friend”

“Yeah Hey, you think if later on, after everybody’s imbibed freely, could I ask the band to let me do a number?”

Eve scanned the rich, privileged crowd, the glint of real gold and real stones, and sreat”