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“For their ID, to buy the brew and the strap-ons.”
“I figured they just stole them when they climbed in and out of windows at night to burgle houses.”
“You’re just being mean now.”
“I could keep this up all day.”
The intercom buzzed. “Yes?” And Peabody breathed a quiet, “Thank you, Jesus.”
“NYPSD,” Eve announced, and held up her badge. “We’d like to speak with you, Ms. MacKensie.”
“What about?”
“Edward Mira.”
After a moment, locks clicked off, the door opened a couple cautious inches. Eve saw pale red hair messily bundled into a top bun and a pair of suspicious blue eyes.
“What about him?”
“Do you want to discuss your relationship with him out here, Ms. MacKensie?”
Eve saw the lips compress, the eyes dart left then right. “We don’t have a relationship,” she said, but opened the door.
She wore baggy sweatpants and a hoodie with thick socks. Her skin was so white it nearly glowed beneath its scatter shot of ginger-colored freckles.
“You did have,” Eve said and stepped in.
“I haven’t seen or talked to Edward in weeks, since the end of November.”
“Excuse me. I’m sorry,” Peabody interrupted. “Could I use your bathroom?”
Now Carlee bit her bottom lip, but nodded. “Ah, okay. I guess. It’s...” She gestured, but Peabody was already on the move.
“Thanks!”
“I guess you want to sit down.”
“I can stand if you’d rather,” Eve told her.
“I guess we’ll sit down.”
She had a couch and a couple of chairs, facing an entertainment screen—and facing away from a workstation under the window.
Carlee chose a chair, sat with her knees together, her fingers linked in her lap. “I don’t understand why you want to talk to me about Edward.”
“He’s dead, Ms. MacKensie.”
Carlee’s tightly pressed lips fell apart. “What? How? When?”
“He was murdered last night.”
“Mur-murdered?”
“You say you haven’t seen him since November.”
“That’s right. Are you talking about Senator Mira?”
“Yes. How did you meet him?”
