03. Immortal In Death by J.D. Robb

Author:J.D. Robb
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-11-24T08:00:00+00:00

who swept down on models like a soldier pumped for battle, and the hapless

creator of all the glitz who stood by amid the swirl, wringing his huge

hands. "We're running behind. We're running behind. I need Lissa out in the cotton swirler in two minutes. The music's on pace, but we're running

behind." "She'll be there. Jesus, Leonardo, get a grip." It took Eve a moment to recognize the stylist. Trina's hair was in sharp ebony spikes that

could gouge an eye at three paces. But the voice gave her away, and Eve

watched, letting herself be elbowed back by another frantic dresser as Trina

glopped something that looked distressingly like come onto a streaked mane

before squishing it into a smooth cone shape. "What are you doing there?" A man with owl eyes and a knee-length cape bore down on Eve like a snapping

terrier. "Get out of those clothes, for God's sake. Don't you know Hugo's out front?" "Who's Hugo?" The man made a sound like escaping gas and reached out to tug off Eve's T-shirt. "Hey, buddy, you want to keep those fingers?" She smacked them away and glowered at him. "Get naked, get naked. We're running out of time." Threats made no dent and he snatched at the snap of her jeans. She considered decking him, then pulled out her shield instead. "You can back off, or I can haul your ass in for assaulting an officer." "What are you doing here? We have our license. We paid our revenue. Leonardo, there's a cop

here. I simply can't be expected to deal with police." "Dallas." Mavis hurried over, varicolored fabric draped over her arm. "You're really in the

way here. Why aren't you out front? Christ, why are you still dressed like

that?" "I didn't have time to go back and change." Absently Eve tugged at her stained shirt. "Are you all right? I didn't know they'd rescheduled your

tests, or I'd have been there." "I got through it. Dr. Mira was mag, but let's just say I'm glad it's over. I don't want to talk about it," she said

quickly, and looked around the disordered and crowded space. "At least not

now." "Okay. I want to see Jerry Fitzgerald." "Now? The show's already started. It's timed down to the last microsecond." With the skill of a

veteran, Mavis swayed out of the path of a pair of long-legged models. "She

has to concentrate, Dallas. This pace is murder." Cocking her head, she tuned into the music. "Her next cue is in less than four minutes." "Then I won't keep her long. Where?" "Dallas, Leonardo is --" "Where, Mavis?" "Back there." Waving one frantic hand, she turned over one layer of fabric to a

passing dresser. "In the star's room." Eve managed to dodge, shift, and spin her way through the milling crowd to a door marked prominently with Jerry's

name. She didn't bother to knock but pushed it open and saw the woman in

question being squeezed into a gold lame tube. "I'm not going to be able to breathe in this. A skeleton couldn't breathe in this.

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