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it could damn well be Pasta.

Gerry glanced at his watch. He was supposed to be back at the office
soon to meet with Ketter on the Schulz case, but they hadn't set a
definite time for the meeting. Maybe he'd hang around here for a while
and see if he could get another look.

Pasta Panzella . . . it was almost too much to believe.

'"Okay, " said Joe Blair, Senator Marsden's chief of staff. "Enough
about the officer. Let's talk about you." Really? Gin thought.

You're finally going to stop talking about yourself and actually
interview me? Can you stand it?

Blair was about her age, with thinning brown hair, brown eyes, pale
skin, and a wispy mustache. He wore a short-sleeve white shirt, a
nondescript tie, and dark blue slacks. He looked too young to be a
U.S. senator's chief of staff, but from the stories he'd been telling
her■all starring a certain Joseph Biair■he'd been on the Hill for the
entire eight years since his graduation from Cornell with a poli-sci
degree. This was the third senator he'd worked for, and to hear Joe
tell it, he'd written more legislation than any of the members he'd
staffed for.

What a guy. Reminded her of some of the orthopedic residents in
Tulane.

Gin had been under the impression that she was going to be interviewed
by Senator Marsden himself.

"The senator is on the floor, " Joe Blair had told her.

Gin had looked around. "I don't understand." '"That means he's in the
Senate, " Blair said with a condescending smile. "On the floor of the
Senate."

"I see." She did her best to hide her disappointment.

"Besides, the senator doesn't do the hiring and firing. I do.

Oh, great. Her disappointment was swept away by a wave of
apprehension.

She had the distinct impression that Blair didn't like her.

Blair gave her a quick tour of the office. She'd already seen the
small front section with its two receptionists■one male, one female■and
its antiseptic, dentist's waiting-room ambience. The rear space was
much larger and sloppier, looking like a real working office with