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“Yeah” Absently, she put herfor a copy of the sealed note she’d already sent to the lab “He left a calling card—another signature All these na Part of his work this ti his intended victi contacted and protected He’ll have a tough ti to any of them”

“And you?” Roarke spoke with studied callance at the list, and his wife’s name “Where’s your protection?”

“I’”

“He’ll want you most, Eve”

She turned However controlled his voice was, she heard the anger under it “Maybe, but not as much as I want him”

“You stopped him,” Roarke continued “Whatever was done after—the tests, the trial, the sentence—was all a result of your work You’ll matter most”

“Let’s leave those conclusions to the profiler” Though she agreed with theh the case files again You can access those for ive you the codes for my office unit and the Palmer files”

Now he lifted a brow, sly “Please I can’t work if you insult me”

“Sorry” She picked up her coffee again “I don’t knohy I pretend you need codes to access any da”

“Neither do I”

He sat down to retrieve the data she wanted, h the task It was pitifully simple for him, and his mind was left free to consider To decide

She’d said he wasn’t connected to this, and that she expected hiain But she rong Her name on the list meant he was more involved than he’d ever been before And no power on earth, not even that of the woman he loved, would cause him to back away

Close by, Eve worked on the auxiliary unit, recording the stark facts into the report She wanted the autopsy results, the crime scene teaet anything from the spotty holiday staff before the end of the next day

Struggling not to let her irritation with Christ ’link “Dallas”

“Lieutenant, Officer Miller here”