In Death Collection: Books 16-20 Read Online Free PDF

this.”
    “I don’t give a damn about the sheet.” Sick and furious, she shoved at the chair. It was a gesture Eve understood andrespected, even as the flying seat caught her on the shin.
    “I called you,” Nadine spat out. “I notified you when I was under no obligation to do so. Then you cut me out, you haul me in, and you treat me like a ghoul.”
    “I didn’t cut you out, I did my job. I hauled you in because you have information I need, and you were being pissy.”
    “ I was being pissy?”
    “Yeah, you were. Christ, I need coffee.” She pushed up and bumped past Nadine to her AutoChef. “And I was feeling pissy, so I didn’t take time for our usual dance. But for treating you like a ghoul, I’ll apologize, because I do know better. You want a hit of this?”
    Nadine opened her mouth, closed it again. Then let out a puff of steam. “Yes. If you respected me—”
    “Nadine.” Coffee in hand, Eve turned. “If I didn’t respect you, I’d have had a warrant in hand when I came into The Lounge.” She waited a beat. “Are you making it with that suit?”
    Nadine sipped coffee. “As a matter of fact. I made copies of the printouts for you before I headed to Delancey—where I would have been considerably earlier if Red hadn’t nipped the fender of another car.” She drew them out of her bag.
    “EDD’s going to need your ’link.”
    “Yeah. I figured.” The battle was over, and they stood facing each other. Two women scraped raw by the job.
    “She was a pretty girl,” Nadine commented. “Great smile.”
    “So everyone says. This was taken while she was at work. You can just see the candy display. This one . . . subway, maybe. And this, I don’t know. A park somewhere. They’re not posed. Just as likely she didn’t know they were being taken.”
    “He stalked her.”
    “Could be. Now this. This is posed.”
    She held up the last printout. Rachel was in a chair set against a white wall. Her legs were crossed, her hands neatly folded just above the knee. The lighting was soft, flattering. She wore the blue shirt and jeans she’d been found in. Herface was young and pretty, lips and cheeks rosy. And her eyes, that strong green, were empty.
    “She’s dead, isn’t she? In this picture, she’s already dead.”
    “Probably.” Eve shifted the image aside, and read the text of the transmission.
SHE WAS THE FIRST, AND HER LIGHT WAS PURE. IT WILL SHINE ON FOREVER. IT LIVES IN ME NOW. SHE LIVES IN ME. TO RETRIEVE THE RECEPTACLE, GO TO DELANCEY AND AVENUE D. TELL THE WORLD, THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING. A BEGINNING FOR ALL.
    “I’m going to tag Feeney, have him send somebody from EDD to pick up your ’link. Since we’re so full of respect here, I don’t have to tell you that certain details, such as the contents of this transmission, need to be kept out of the story entirely or played down during the investigation.”
    “You don’t. And bulging with that respect, I don’t have to ask you to keep me in the loop, or for the series of one-on-ones we’ll conduct throughout this investigation.”
    “Guess not. Don’t ask me for one now, Nadine. I’ve got to move on this.”
    “A statement then. Something I can tag on that will show viewers the NYPSD is pushing forward.”
    “You can say that the primary on this investigation is pursuing any and all possible leads, and that neither she, nor this department will stand by when a young woman is treated like garbage.”
    Alone, she sat back down at her desk. She did need to get moving, and her first stop would be the ME. But right now she had another duty to perform.
    She called Roarke’s private ’link, got the bland message he was unavailable at this location, and was bounced to his admin before she could cut the transmission.
    “Oh. Hi, Caro. I guess he’s busy.”
    “Hello, Lieutenant.” The pleasant face smiled. “He was just finishing a meeting. Ah, he should be free now. Just let me transfer you.”
    “I don’t want to