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"Just fine."
"Then perhaps you might answer a question for me."
"What?"
"Why do you need a light in your workroom if you can see so well in the dark?"
I'd wondered about that myself. "I think it's because the place is so totally
sealed up."
"The darkness is absolute then?"
"Like aЕ cave." I nearly said "tomb" and changed it at the last second. "In most
places there's always some kind of light available, like what's here now. It's
more than enough for me to work with, but that room is the exception."
" What about your hearing?" You talking about the car that just pulled up out
front?"
He nodded. We waited and listened. I heard a lot more besides the slam of the
car door outside. Some guy was snoring two rooms down, and above us a happy
couple were having an athletic engagement. The showgirl in the kimono must have
been reading. I concentrated on the lobby below and picked out the clack of a
woman's high heels quickly coming up the stairs. She paused at the landing and
again just outside, then a key slipped into the lock and turned. Escott hastily
vacated the chair and was crowded next to me behind the door.
It opened slowly and she fumbled for the light. She surveyed the room only a
moment, killed the light, and left. When the door was closed, I quietly told
Escott I was going after her, and vanished. I swept past her down the stairs and
out the building, then materialized. She was just coming out as I came in, and I
made sure we bumped into each other.
She was tiny, not much over five feet even in her heels, and despite the bulky
lines of her coat I could tell the rest of her was built along the same scale.
She automatically looked up when we collided, and I had a pleasant view of big
blue eyes limned with golden lashes and a fringe of golden hair escaping the
edges of her hat. Sebastian Pierce had said she was a little doll and he'd been
perfectly right.
I stopped her as she started past. " 'Scuse me, but aren't you Stan McAlister's
girl?"
"What?" She blinked at me, properly confused.
"Kitty Donovan?"
"Yes, what do you want?" She must have been concentrating heavily on something
else. Her mind had to visibly shift gears to this new distraction.
"My name's Jack, I know your boyfriend." It was an exaggeration, not an outright
lie, so I was able to get away with it.
"OhЕ wellЕ how nice," she said, a little blankly. I could have told her I was
Teddy Roosevelt and gotten the same response.
"Are you looking for him, too?"
At this, her big eyes went very round and she broke into a kind of frozen smile.
"Looking for him? Why, yes, but he's not here tonight."
"He's not? That's too badЕ I really needed to talk to him. Do you know where
else he might be?"
She shook her head. "No, I just thought I'd drop in and see, but no one's home."
"Isn't this kind of a rough place for a nice girl like you toЧ"
"I don't think it's really any of your business," she told me brusquely. She
started to duck past. I caught her arm. "Lemme go or I'll scream my head off."
"No, you won't. You need to know why I'm looking for him."