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didn’t seem to have any doubts.”
    “I make my living by finding people … and disposing of them. Yes, I can find him.”
    “Then do it,” Venable said harshly. “And get Eve away from him.”
    “Eve Duncan wouldn’t enter into the equation. If she did, then I’d lose any advantage. I’d go after Doane and not let any other concern enter into it. I’d think you’d realize that, Venable.”
    “Oh, I realize it. I just occasionally hope for a spark of humanity in you.” He paused. “She’s worth saving, Zander.”
    “Then you and Joe Quinn go do it.”
    “I’m tempted to tell Joe Quinn where you are and let him come after you,” he said grimly. “I did tell him that Doane wanted you dead. That may be enough to turn Joe loose to stake you out. You may be in more of a trap than you’d like.”
    “You shouldn’t have discussed me with him. It was bad enough that you didn’t keep Doane’s cohort from pulling the information out of that funeral director’s family about my paying for Kevin’s cremation. Now you’re talking about it to Quinn? Our relationship is confidential, Venable.”
    “Bullshit.” He drew a deep breath. “Okay, you won’t help Eve. But I’ll take you just going to get rid of Doane. Will you think about it?”
    “Maybe.”
    “Answer me. Will you think about it? I’m not asking much. She’s not asking much.”
    “She’s not asking anything. Or expecting anything. I admit that’s what impressed me about her. I’m hanging up now, Venable.” He pressed the disconnect and turned toward Stang. “An interesting reaction from Venable, I knew he liked the general, but I didn’t think it would trigger that degree of emotion.”
    “General?”
    “That’s right, you don’t have the entire picture, do you? I must fill you in.”
    “No, you don’t.”
    “Then I choose to do it.” He moved toward the desk and flipped open the file on the desk. He gazed down at the photo of Eve Duncan in her dossier. “Venable is almost as emotionally involved with her as you are. You must be kindred spirits.”
    “Ridiculous. I’m not emotionally involved. How could I be? I’ve never met her.” His gaze lifted to Zander’s face. “All I know about her is in those dossiers and the snatches you’ve been giving me of what happened to her when she was taken by Doane. I just told you that I thought Eve Duncan appeared to be a worthwhile woman, and anyone would be sorry if she was killed by a mad dog.”
    “Anyone but me?”
    “I don’t judge you.”
    “You don’t voice it if you do.”
    “I don’t want to know anything about your business.” He tapped the photo. “Not this kind of business. I’m your accountant, and I handle your money. I don’t know why you suddenly decided I should be anything different.”
    “Neither do I. A whim?” He smiled. “There’s always that possibility, isn’t there?”
    Stang moistened his lips but didn’t answer.
    Zander waved his hand. “It doesn’t matter. Where was I? Oh, yes, the general and how he’s connected to Eve Duncan. General John Tarther was a client of mine several years ago.”
    “I gathered that.”
    “He hired me to kill Kevin Relling. Kevin Relling was previously with the Special Forces but when he was in the Middle East, he decided that the al-Qaeda was the way to power and insinuated himself into the group. The Army had no knowledge of that or that his killings didn’t stop at the enemy targets. He was a serial killer who particularly liked little girls. He was very clever, and he left a trail of victims in half the countries in Europe. One of the victims was Dany Cavrol, five years old, and the illegitimate daughter of the general. The general was devastated and set out to catch her killer. He threw money and detectives and personal influence into the hunt. They brought Kevin Relling to justice.” He shrugged. “But a jury member was tampered with, and the case was declared a mistrial. He escaped on the way back