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Jane shrugged. “Then be my guest, but remember, next time I’ll be doing the talking,” Jane said. She said that knowing that there would be a next time, speaking as if there was a relationship developing between the three that only she was yet privy to. At the moment however, she only had eyes for Leslie. As she talked, her gaze did not waver from the brunette detective, from her breasts, her crotch, and her sumptuous lips.
“Are you and Zelda having a regular relationship now? Is that why she’s still staying here?” Robin asked.
“I had her the other night, but never again. Never. If she’s involved with anyone it’s Martha.”
“Martha?” Robin asked. She recalled the interruption the day before.
“I saw them together a couple of days ago, they’d had quite a session on the back porch. A little tame for me, but they were obviously into it.”
“Why would you never have Zelda again?” Leslie asked.
“She didn’t have any limits. I don’t like that.”
“Was that any different than Felicia?” Robin asked.
“Much. I always knew how far to go with her, she never gave me any doubt. She may not have seemed like the kind of woman you could trust. But she had her sexual boundaries and I trusted her to know them. There’s a safety for me in that. I’m not out to harm anyone. Most of it’s psychological, the physical can be rather mild, and a scene still very powerful.”
“And Zelda isn’t aware of her limits?”
“No, not physically. She didn’t want me to stop. That woman will keep going on until, someday, someone’s going to kill her.”
“You don’t mean that?” Leslie said.
“I do. And it’s not going to be me.”
“You’re sure… I mean, what would make you believe she’d go that far?”
“I can’t really tell you, it was just a feeling that I had. A real spooky eerie feeling. I didn’t like the vibes I was getting. The scene was all right, of course you know that, don’t you?” She grinned slyly, then her serious expression returned. “She went really crazy because I wanted to stop. I wouldn’t take her as far as she wanted to go. And then she kept pleading with me, “Do it for Eve, please, do it for Eve.” She was nuts. I asked her who the hell Eve was, and she gave me this really stupid look, like she was crazy, crazier than Felicia ever was. I had to back off, I couldn’t get into some scene that I didn’t understand. The woman’s really weird.” Jane looked as troubled as the two were ever likely to her.
“You say she wanted you to call her Eve?” Robin asked, her eyes widening.
“Yeah, Eve.”
“What else did she say about that?” Robin asked.
“She rambled on about maybe we should trade places, that I should let Eve tie me up, that Eve would give me a really good time.”
“Did she tell you who Eve was?”
“I guess it’s her. Maybe she’s a split personality.” Jane chuckled darkly.
“My god, maybe she is Eve! Maybe she’s our killer,” Robin said, her heart beginning to thump excitedly.
“Who the hell is Eve?” Leslie turned to her partner.
“The aide at the hospital, the woman I talked to on the grounds,” Robin explained, “told me about a woman, Eve Delisle. She’d been a patient at Brightwood who’d killed her lovers, tied them up and stabbed them. She escaped. According to the aide Eve died, a suicide, but I’m beginning to wonder…”
Leslie stared at her shocked. “You’re not kidd
ing about this, are you?”
“No, I’m not.”
Robin was on her feet. “And we know that Zelda and Martha are having sex. We saw them yesterday in a compromising state of disarray. C’mon Leslie,” Robin said anxiously, “I’m not waiting any longer for my answers.”
***
Martha and Zelda raced upstairs after Remy left and went immediately to Zelda’s room.
