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sleeve. Turning her attention back to her companion, she asked, What about the subway? You closed it
for the night?

Yeah. Mike waved toward the end of the platform. I want Jake to dust that alcove. Intermittent flashes of
light indicated the photographer was still at work. It's not the sort of case where we can get in and out in
a couple of minutes. He shoved his hands into his overcoat pockets and scowled. Although the way the
transit commission squawked you'd think we were shutting it down in rush hour to pick up someone for
littering.

What, uh, sort of case is it? Vicki asked-as close as she could get to asking if he, too, felt it, whatever it
turned out to be.

He shrugged. You tell me; you seem to have gone to a great deal of trouble to land right in the middle of
this.

I was here, she snapped. Would you have preferred that I ignore it?

You had no weapon, no backup, no idea of what was going down. Celucci ticked off an identical litany
to the one she'd read herself earlier. You can't have forgotten everything in eight months.


And what would you have done? she spat through clenched teeth.


I wouldn't have tried to kill myself just to prove I still could.


The silence that fell landed like a load of cement blocks and Vicki gritted her teeth under its weight.
Was that what she'd been doing? She looked down at the toes of her boots, then up at Mike. At five ten

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she didn't look up to many men but Celluci, at six four, practically made her feel petite. She hated
feeling petite. If we're going to rehash my leaving the force again, I'm out of here.


He held up both hands in a gesture of weary surrender. You're right. As usual. I'm sorry. We're not going
to rehash anything.


You brought it up. She sounded hostile; she didn't care. She should've followed her instincts and left the
moment she'd given her statement. She had to have been out of her mind, putting herself in this position,
staying in Celluci's reach.


A muscle in his jaw jumped. I said I was sorry. Go ahead, be superwoman if you want to, but maybe, he
added, his voice tight, I don't want to see you get killed. Maybe, I'm not willing to toss aside eight years
of friendship. ...