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“Happy now?” Eve asked when Peabody dropped back into the passenger seat and stuffed the end of the dog into her mouth

“Ummm Good Wanna bite?”

Peabody was saved fro response by the beep of the car ‘link Nadine Furst, reporter for Channel 75, floated on-screen “Dallas I need to talk to you, soon as you can e”

“Yeah, I bet” Eve ignored the transmission and whipped around the corner to head back to Central “Why she thinks I’ll give her an exclusive one-on-one before a scheduled press conference, I don’t know”

“Because you’re friends?” Peabody hazarded with herand rehydrated onion flakes

“Nobody’s that friendly”

“Dallas” Nadine’s pretty, camera-ready face was strained, as Eve noted with mild curiosity, was her perfectly pitched voice “It’s i transive me a break here I’ll meet you anywhere you say, whenever you say”

Cursing, Eve engaged transmission “The Blue Squirrel Now”

“Dallas—”

“I can give you ten minutes Make it fast”

• • •

It had been a while since she’d swung through the doors into the Blue Squirrel As joints went, there orse, but not by y club held some sentimental attachment for Eve At one ti, and screas in costumes that defied description

And once, during a difficult and confusing case, Eve had gone in with the sole purpose of drinking her mind to mush

There Roarke had tracked her down, hauled her out before she could accoht, she’d ended up in his bed for the first time

Sex with Roarke, she’d discovered, did athe mind to mush than a vatful of screamers