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“Right Uain?”

With a laugh, Roarke got to his feet “I’m sure you can come up with some appropriately convoluted cop speak to justify the request if and when you’re asked My suggestion would be a variation on a shot in the dark”

“Yeah That’s a good one”

“Then I’ll leave you to it”

“Okay Thanks Ah, hey, Roarke?”

“Yes?”

“There’s this other thing” McNab shifted from foot to foot on his purple airboots “It’s kind of personal I was going to work around to talking to the lieutenant about it, but, well, you kno she is”

“I know precisely” He studied McNab’s face, felt a stir of pity wrapped around amusement “Women, Ian?”

“Oh yeah Well, wouy like you kno to handle theet woet them,” he rushed on “I don’t have any probleet theuess”

“I see Ian, if you want me to discuss the intricacies and capriciousness of the fereat deal of liquor”

“Yeah Ha I guess you’re in a hurry right now”

Actually, ti to be shifted, juggled, and consumed But Roarke eased a hip on the corner of the desk The ine this involves Peabody”

“We’re, you know, doing it”

“Ian, I had no idea you were such a wild romantic A virtual poet”

Roarke’s dry tone had McNab flushing, then grinning “We have really a sex”