Survivor in Death by JD Robb

Author:JD Robb [Robb, JD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

“Just how much is she going to forget while she’s slurping down a brew and watching vids? I’ve got two cops in the fucking morgue.”

“I know what I’m doing.” For the first time in her memory, Yancy shoved up and into her face. “Just because I never worked with Knight or Preston doesn’t mean I’m stringing this out. You want results, get off my ass.”

She could have slapped him down for it. Nearly did. God knew she wanted to take a swing at someone. Close ranks, she thought, and sometimes you end up taking a bite out of one of your own.

“Step back, Detective.”

He vibrated, the muscles in his jaw worked, but he stepped back.

“You’re right,” Eve said. “You know what you’re doing and I’m on your ass. We’re all on edge about this. I requested you because I consider you the best we have. I also know you were off duty, and came in on your own time.”

“None of us are on our own time now.” His shoulders relaxed. “Sorry for the spew, Dallas. It’s frustrating for me not to be able to put this together faster. I pushed her a little longer than I should have first session. Now I’ve got to pull back.”

“How sure are you about the facial structure on these?”

“Sure as I get. She’s got that big-picture style. I’d say the shape of the faces is on target—at least for one. If she’s right on both, these guys might be brothers or cousins. Father and son.”

“Shoot me copies, will you? I’ll start with what you’ve got—and try to stay off your ass until you have more.”

He smiled a little. “Appreciate it.”

***

The house was quiet when she walked in. She’d nearly bunked at Central, would have if there wasn’t a nine-year-old witness in her house. She had three cops patrolling the grounds, another three inside—a situation she imagined Roarke detested more than he would a stock market crash.

He might’ve built himself a fortress, but he wouldn’t care to be under siege.

She checked in with all the night duties and got the all-clear before she went upstairs.

She’d thought he’d be in bed—it was closing in on three in the morning—but her house scan showed him in his office yet. She went into her own, dumped some files, then opened the connecting door to his.

She wasn’t quite sure what to think when she saw the kid curled up in the spare bed Roarke must have brought out of its panel—and the man himself sitting beside her, eyes closed.

It was rare for her to see him sleep—he was so often up before her—but she didn’t see how that position, with his back up against the wall, could be comfortable.

Even as she debated, he spoke. Eyes still closed. “She was restless. I took the night shift, and let her come seek me out when she woke.”

“Nightmare?”

“Worse, really. She said she dreamed they were all still alive. Woke up, and they weren’t.” He opened his eyes now, heavy and blue. “She sat with me awhile, but was so worried about going back to her room, I put her here.

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