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up “This is C J Morse reporting As the clock ticks away the seconds, it appears that the heroic Lieutenant Cunt will not arrive in ti been considered a sexist cliché, this experiment has proven that women are always late”

He laughed uproariously and gave Nadine a careless backhanded slap that knocked her back on the bench where he’d put her After one last, high-pitched giggle, he controlled himself and frowned soberly into the lens

“The public broadcasting of executions was banned in this country in 2012, five years before the Supreain ruled that capital punishment was unconstitutional Of course, the court was forced into that decision by five idiot, big null and void”

He took a s to Nadine “I’ to key into the station now, Nadine On air in twenty” Thoughtfully, he tilted his head “You know, you could use a little makeup It’s a pity there isn’t time I’m sure you’d want to look your best for your final broadcast”

He walked to her, laid the length of the knife at her throat, and faced the calanced over at the sound of rushing feet on the crushed stone path “Well, well, here she is now And with seconds to spare”

Eve skidded to a halt on the path and stared She’d seen a great deal in her decade on the force Plenty that she often wished could be erased fro to compare with this

She’d followed the light, the single light that beamed a circle around the tableau The park bench where Nadine sat passively, blood drying on her skin, a knife at her throat C J Morse behind her, dressed nattily in a round-collared shirt and color-coordinated jacket, facing a caht beament’s eye

“What the hell are you doing, Morse?”

“Live stand up,” he said cheerfully “Please, step into the light, Lieutenant, so our viewers can see you”

Keeping her eyes on his, Eve stepped into the circle

She’d been gone too long, Roarke thought and found himself irritated by the party chat Obviously, she’d beenwith Angelini more effectively

Damn if he’d let her brood or take on blame The only way to make sure she didn’t was to amuse or annoy the mood out of her He slipped quietly frohts andto search, but he could pinpoint her location with one question

“Eve,” he said, the ht

“She’s gone”

“What do you one? Gone where?”