Author: J.D. Robb
Category: Mystery
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d to talk to you some more, when you’re feeling a little better.”
“So he pays.”
“That’s right.”
“Anytime, anyplace.”
“Okay. One more second,” she told the MTs, and held out a hand to Roarke. “Let me have your pocket ’link.” She took it, keyed in a number. “Hey, Erik. Hey,” she repeated when he began to spew out questions. “Quiet down. I’ve got someone here who wants to talk to you.” She put the ’link into Ariel’s hand. “Say hi, Ariel.”
“Erik? Erik?” She began to cry, to laugh, and beamed up at Eve with drug-hazed eyes. “He’s crying. Don’t cry, Erik. I’m okay now. Everything’s okay.”
“Go ahead,” Eve said to the MTs, “and tell the guy on the ’link where you’re taking her. He’ll want to be there.”
“Nice job, Lieutenant,” Roarke murmured as they wheeled Ariel out.
“Yeah. And you can always get another ’link. I have to go in, finish this up.”
“We have to go in, finish this up,” Roarke corrected.
She was steadier when she got to Central, and forced down some of the Eatery’s fake eggs in the hopes of smoothing out her system. She forked them up in the war room, chasing them with all the water she could stand.
She wanted a shower, she wanted a bed. But more than she wanted anything, she wanted a turn with Lowell in the box.
She set the food aside, rose, and walked over to stare at all the names on the board. “For all of them,” she said quietly. “What we did, what we do now, it’s for all of them. That’s the point that has to be made. In the box, in the courts, in the media. It’s important.”
“No one who worked in this room these last days will forget them,” Roarke told her.
She nodded. “This is going to take some time. I know you’re not leaving until it’s done, so I won’t bother suggesting it. You can stand in Observation, or be more comfortable and watch from one of the monitors.”
“I like Observation.”
“Okay then. I’m going to have him brought up, so go pick your spot. I need to talk to Peabody.”
She headed toward the bullpen. It was buzzing, and as she stepped inside, applause broke out. Eve held up a hand. “Save it,” she ordered. “It’s not done yet. Peabody.”
Peabody shoved up from her desk, turned, and took a quick bow before going out after Eve. “We’re pumped.”
“Yeah, I know. Peabody, I have to ask you for a solid.”
“Sure.”
“You earned a turn in Interview with this bastard, and you’re secondary on the investigation. It’s your right. I need to ask you to step aside for Feeney on this.”
“Can I stand in Observation and give Lowell the finger?”
“Absolutely. I owe you.”
“No. Not on this one. Nobody owes anybody on this one.”
“Okay. Bring him up for us, will you? Interview A.”
“Oh, my sincere pleasure. Dallas? I’ve just gotta dance.” And she did so, a kind of tap/shuffle as she walked away.
Eve went into her office, tagged Feeney. “Interview A, he’s coming up.”
“Burn his ass.”
“Then get yours down here and help me fry him, ace.”