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“Looks like it’s all settled” Eve watched her fantasy involving a whirlpool, a glass of wine, and a fat slab of steak go up in smoke

“Too tops Hey, is that Peabody? Hey, Peabody, you coht?”

“Mavis” Eve caught her seconds before she disengaged “Where the hell are you?”

“Oh, didn’t I say? The studio’s at Eight Avenue B, street level Just beat on the door So thatup Catch ya”

Eve blew out a breath, scooped her hair out of her eyes, and glanced over her shoulder “Well, Peabody, want to go to a recording session, get your ears fried, eat bad food, and get drunk on bad brew?”

Peabody didn’t have to think twice “As a matter of fact, Lieutenant, I’d love to”

It took a lot of banging on a gray steel door that looked as though it had been on the wrong end of a battering ra had turned into stea units that never seemed to be in full repair in that part of town

With y, Eve watched two cheht of a streetlamp Neither of them so much as blinked at Peabody’s uniform Eve turned when one of the powder junkies took a hit less than five feet away

“Daant Bust him”

Resigned, Peabody headed over The che the paper his powder had been cupped in, swung around to run He skidded on the wet paveed face first into the lamppost By the ti profusely from the nose

“He’s out cold,” she called to Eve

“Idiot Call it in Get a cruiser over here to haul him into the tank You want the collar?”

Peabody considered, then shook her head “Not worth it The beat cop can take it” She pulled out her coave the location as she walked back to Eve “The dealer’s still across the street,” she coot air blades, but I could try to chase him down”

“I sense a lack of enthusias across the street, air blades stea “Hey, asshole,” she called out “You see this uniform here?” She jerked a thumb at Peabody “Take your business someplace else, or I’ll tell her to bump her weapon up to level three and watch you piss your pants”

“Cunt,” he shouted back and whizzed off on his blades