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school her expression.

Just trying to make life more difficult for you. The voice and the smile that went with it were patently
false.

He nodded, an overly long curl of dark brown hair falling into his face. Always the best idea to play to
your strengths. Then his eyes went past her to the body. Give your statement to Dave. Behind him, his
partner waved two fingers. I'll talk to you later. This your coat?

Yeah, it's mine. Vicki watched him lift the edge of the blood-soaked fabric and knew that for the
moment nothing existed for him but the body and its immediate surroundings. Although their methods
differed, he was as intense in the performance of his duties as she was- had been, she corrected herself
silently-and the undeclared competition between them had added an edge to many an investigation.
Including a number neither of them were on.

Vicki?

She unclenched her jaw and, still scrubbing at her hands, followed Dave Graham a few meters up the
platform.

Dave, who had been partnered with Mike Celluci for only a month when Vicki left the force and the
final screaming match had occurred, smiled a little self-consciously and said, How about we just do this
by the book?

Vicki released a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. Sure, that'd be fine. Taking refuge from
emotions in police procedure-a worldwide law enforcement tradition.

While they talked, the subway train, now empty of passengers, pulled slowly out of the station.

... responding to the scream you ran down onto the southbound platform, then crossed the tracks in front
of a northbound train to reach the body. While crossing the tracks ...




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Inwardly, Vicki cringed. Dave Graham was one of the least judgmental men in existence, but even he
couldn't keep his opinion of that stunt from showing in his voice.


... you saw a man-shaped form in what appeared to be a loose, flowing garment cross between you and
the lights. Is that it?


Essentially. Stripped of all the carefully recorded details, it sounded like such a stupid thing to have done.


Right. He closed the notebook and scratched at the side of his nose. You, uh, going to stick around?