In Death 22 - Visions In Death by J.D. Robb

Author:J.D. Robb [Robb, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

"She knew thevic ?" sympathy rippled over Peabody's face. "Lucas, Lucas Grande, her

ex. Didn't click before. Man, that's got to be rough. Especially rough. Must've been the trigger all

along. It's the kind of logic in paranormal elements."

"You can't uselogic andparanormal in the same sentence."

"Sure you can, oh stubbornly grounded one."

They were going to check out shoes, Eve thought.That was logical.

"When can I drive the new ride?"

"When you learn that a yellow light means haul ass to get through it before it turns red

instead of slowing down to a crawl a half a block away."

"You force me to point out that you drive offensively rather than defensively." "Damn straight. You drive like one of those prissy ladies at lunch who won't take the last

cookie in case somebody else wants it. No, please, please," Eve said in a high, satisfyingly prissy

voice, "you go ahead. Hell with that. I want the cookie, I eat the cookie. Now, give me a for

instance and stop sulking."

"I get thirty seconds of sulk time when my driving abilities have been so brutally and

unjustly insulted. Besides, taking the last cookie is rude."

"And you and your prissy lady pals end up letting the waiter chow down on it after he

takes the plate back to the kitchen."

With a huff, Peabody folded her arms over her chest because she realized that was

probably true. And there were many cookies she'd missed due to manners.

"For instance what?"

"Say you're shacked up with this guy."

Her mood lifted instantly. "I am shacked up with a guy," she said, proudly. "Peabody."

"Yeah, yeah, this is a hypothetical." She sulked a little more as Eve plowed through a

yellow light. "Is he really cute and sexy, and does he bring me cookies and let me eat the last one

to show his love and devotion?"

"Whatever. So you and this guy call it off."

"Aw. I don't like this part."

"Who does?"

"Was it because I ate all those cookies and my ass got fat?"

"Peabody!"

"Okay, okay. Sir. I'm just trying to understand the motivation. Like who called it off, and

why, and . . . never mind," she said when she saw Eve bare her teeth.

"You call it off, go your separate ways. You still pals?"

"Maybe. Depends. Don't bite through my jugular or anything, because it really does. Did

the breakup involve calling each other unflattering names and hurling small, breakable objects,

or was it sad, yet reasonable, a mutual decision. See?"

Eve didn't see it, but stayed the course. "No, but we'll say, for this case, it was sad, yet

reasonable. So later this guy hooks up with another skirt. How would you feel about that?" "Depends again. Am I hooked up with a guy? Is the other woman thinner than me, or

better-looking, or rich or something? Does she have perkier boobs?

These factors play in."

"Goddamn it, why does it have to be so complicated?"

"Because it is."

"No, you're with the guy, then you're not, then he's with somebody else. Simple,

straightforward. Are you all chummy?"

"Okay, let's see. I was hot for this guy before I moved to New York. We

weren'tcohabbing , but we were pretty involved.

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