Conspiracy in Death by J. D. Robb - In Death 08 - Conspiracy in Death

Author:J. D. Robb - In Death 08 - Conspiracy in Death [Robb, J. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Police, Dallas, Police - New York (State) - New York, Fiction, Mystery Fiction, Women Sleuths, Mystery & Detective - Women Sleuths, Eve (Fictitious character), New York (N.Y.), Policewomen, Dallas; Eve (Fictitious Character), Large Type Books, Mystery, Police Procedural, Detective, Mystery & Detective, American Mystery & Suspense Fiction, Fiction - Mystery, New York, Suspense, Mystery & Detective - Police Procedural, New York (State)
ISBN: 9780753176955
Google: PCpXPgAACAAJ
Amazon: 0786296100
Publisher: Thorndike Pr
Published: 1998-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Louise was out in the medi-van doing on-site treatments for frostbite and exposure. Her replacement in the clinic looked young enough to have still been playing doctor in the backseat of a souped-up street buggy with the prom queen.

But he told her that Jilessa Brown was not only a patient, but a favorite at the clinic. A regular, Eve mused as she fought traffic and clogged streets on her way to Central. One who’d come in at least once a week just to sit and talk with others in the waiting room, to charm some of the lolly-tape the doctors kept in a jar for children.

She’d been, according to the doctor, a sociable woman with a sweet tooth and a mental defect that had gone untreated during her prime. It had left her speech slurred and her mental capacity on level with an eight-year-old.

She’d been harmless. And she’d been receiving treatments over the last six months for cancer of the liver, advanced stage.

There had been some hope for remission, if not reversal.

Now there would be neither.

Her message light was glowing when she stepped into her office, but she ignored it and tagged Feeney.

“I’ve got another one.”

“So I hear. Word travels.”

“There was a lapel pin at the scene—it’s this medical symbol. I took it by the lab, sat on Dickhead until he verified it was gold. The real thing. Can you run it for me? See if you can find out who sells them?”

“Will do. You talked to McNab?”

“Not yet.” Her stomach hitched. “Why?”

He sighed, and paper rattled as he reached into his bag for his favored almonds. “London, six months ago. Funky-junkie found in his flop. He’d cooked for a few days before they found him. Kidneys were missing.”

“That’s what we had with Spindler, but this scene was a mess. Blood everywhere. He was either in a hurry, or he doesn’t care anymore. I’ll tag McNab and get the details.”

“He’s on his way over there. Send the pin back with him, and I’ll run it.”

“Thanks.” Her ’link beeped incoming the minute she ended transmission. “Dallas.”

“I need you in my office, Lieutenant. Now.”

Bowers was all Eve could think, but nodded briskly. “Yes, Commander. On my way.”

She hailed Peabody on her way out. “McNab’s on his way over with details on a potential victim in London. Work with him on it. Use my office.”

“Yes, sir, but—” She broke off, and decided not to be undignified and complain to her lieutenant’s back. “Hell.” Prepared to spend an irritating hour or so, Peabody gathered her things and hurried toward Eve’s office. She wanted to get there before McNab claimed the desk.

Whitney didn’t keep Eve waiting but cleared her straight through. He was at his desk, his hands folded, his eyes neutral. “Lieutenant, you had another altercation with Officer Bowers.”

“Yes, sir. On record at the scene this morning.” Goddamn it, Eve thought, she hated this. It was like playing tattletale with the school principal. “She became difficult and insubordinate. She laid hands on me and was ordered off scene.

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