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“It’s not a secret. Okay, give me your coat.” Eve took off her much-loved coat, put on Peabody’s girlie pink coat, and dragged her own cap onto her head. “The scarf, too.”
Eve wound Peabody’s bold, brightly colored scarf around her neck.
“It actually looks really good with the bag.”
“Don’t ever say that again.” She hitched the bag on cross-body like a sensible New Yorker, and slipped out of the van.
“We need to circle the block, come around from the south, hook up with Lowenbaum. Then we’re going to walk fast, hold hands, laugh and talk, straight to the connecting duplex.”
“So I assumed.” And, though there was no need to do so at this point, he took her hand as they walked west. “There are heat sources in the attached house—three of them. One would be a small dog, possibly a large cat.”
“We’ll deal with that.”
“I don’t doubt it.”
As they walked they passed Baxter, who kept going as he spoke in her earbud. “No sign of her yet. Trueheart?”
“I’ve hit two places with previous sightings—pizza joint, deli. Nobody’s seen her today or tonight.”
“Finish the sweep, then retake your positions. Without her as a bargaining chip, odds are slim to nada on talking him out.”
As they rounded the next corner, Lowenbaum hopped out of the big armored van. “Got battering rams, sledgehammers, torches, but I figured you didn’t want to make that much noise.”
“Not if you’ve got something else.
“Laser cutter. She’ll go through those interior walls like shit through a goose. Not as noisy as the other options, but she hums. If he hears it, he’ll know what it is.”
“We’ll make sure he doesn’t hear it.”
“I can go in, create an entry.”
“I need you out here, Lowenbaum. The chances of me taking out a trained sniper most likely in body armor with my sidearm? Low. We’re the distraction, and believe me, we’re going to duck and cover when necessary. I need you to take him down—that’s on you. We’ll get him to move—you tell me when and where—and we’ll make it happen so you can take him down.”
“You can count on that. Do either of you know how to work a laser cutter?”
“I do, yes.” Roarke took it, studied it. “And a fine one it is
,” he added as he put inside the satchel.
“I’m going to call Trueheart and Baxter in. Make sure everyone’s aware there are civilians in the attached house. We’ll get them to a secured area, but stay aware.”
She started to walk again. “Baxter, Trueheart, back to post. Roarke and I are heading for the corner of Third and Eighteenth, about to move into suspect’s eyeline.”
“In that case.” Roarke wrapped an arm around her, glued her to his side. “Could we look less concerned about murderers?”
When they stopped at the corner, she tugged him down to her for a kiss, studied the target location, and murmured against his mouth, “He’s scanning the street, so he’s seen us. But he hasn’t moved to cover the back. Might have some sort of early warning system set up for that.”
She snuggled in against him as they crossed at the light. “We’re going straight to the neighbors, like we’re expected.”
“Jan Maguire, Philippe Constant. I looked them up while you were changing coats.”
“Jan and Phil, got it. Do you want to tell me how come you know how to work a laser cutter?”
He grinned down at her. “Not at this time.”
She grinned back, let out a laugh she hoped carried. “Thank God we’re here. I’m freezing! We’re springing for a cab on the way home.”
“Let’s see how it goes.”
