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"I really hate when that happens" When he only grinned at her, she blew out a breath "Anyway, she had the afternoon shift, got off just before five Froht home -- she ran a scan on her AutoChef at six, just about the ti into the building"

Eve stared into her wine "I'd say she missed dinner, too"

"He's working quickly"

"And having a jolly old time with it Looks to me like he wants to make his quota by New Year's I need to run her 'link, her finances, her personal records I've got to check out the pin I'arland How the hell do I connect a sweet administrative assistant to a lap dancer?"

"I know that tone" With that he turned and moved to his console "Let's see e can do"

"I didn't say anything about you running scans"

He flicked a glance in her direction "It was implied What was her name?"

"It was not implied Sarabeth -- one word, noh -- Greenbalm" She walked over to stand with hihts out loud The address is 23B West One Hundred and Twelve"

"Got it What do you want first?"

"I can run her 'link in theGo with either personal or financial"

"Financial would take you longer, let's start with that"

"No showing off," Eve warned, then laughed when he snaked a hand around her waist and pulled her against his side

"Of course I'an, then nuzzled at Eve's throat "Residing West One Hundred and Twelve" His hand slid up to cup her breast "All financial records, latest transactions first"

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"Now," he murmured, and turned Eve until their bodies h ti deeply fro so