Page 26 of City of the Dead


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“Will do, Mare.”

“My cat also died.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

“She was twenty-two.”

“That’s a long life.”

“She seemed okay,” said Mare Nostrum. “Then she didn’t. Cancer.”

“Sorry to hear that—”

“Why did you call me?”

“I don’t know if you recall but the day you came to pick up the Melody Maker my boyfriend was there.”

Silence.

Robin said, “No problem if you don’t remember—”

“I do,” said Mare Nostrum. “Looked like an actor, you said he was a doctor.”

“He’s a psychologist. His name is Alex and he was wondering if he could have a few words with you.”

“What about?”

“Someone who listed you as a friend on Facebook. Cordi Gannett.”

“Another psychologist. They’re friends? Competitors? Enemies?”

Robin looked at me.

I whispered, “Acquaintances.”

She repeated the word.

Mare Nostrum said, “Sure.”

“Sure—”

“I’ll talk to him, why not?”

“Thanks, I’ll put him on—”

“Not now,” said Mare Nostrum. “The phone’s basically the enemy. Strangers asking me political questions. Trying to sell me things I don’t need. I like to look at people when they talk at me. I’ve gotten good at decoding.”

“Got it,” said Robin. “Can I put him on to arrange—”

“He can come here and talk. Not to my house, no one comes to my house. There’s a park nearby, he can come there. Not now, it’ll be dark soon, I don’t go out in the dark. Tomorrow. After I eat breakfast. Ten o’clock.”

Robin looked at me. I gave a thumbs-up.

“Sounds perfect, Mare. Where’s the park?”

“North Hollywood. Kingsford Street. He’s a doctor, he can figure it out.”

“Thanks so much, Mare.”

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