“I’ll find you again.” Rage burned like acid in his voice. “I’ll get out and find you again.”
“Look how scared I am. Isaac McQueen, you have the right to remain silent.” The churning sickness in her belly ebbed as she read him his rights.
“Detective Jones, would you take charge of the prisoner?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You can tell your family we got him.”
“What the hell happened here?” Nikos demanded.
“I did my job.”
“How did—”
“Lieutenant Dallas needs medical attention.” Before Roarke could, Mira strode forward. “Questions have to wait. Roarke, help me take her upstairs. We’ll use the elevator.”
Cops parted for them. “I have to tell Darlie. I promised. We need to secure the scene,” Eve said just as the elevator doors shut. Then thought—Uh-oh.
“Shit. I think I’m going to pass out.”
“Go ahead. Nobody can see but us.” As she did, he lifted her into his arms. Then just pressed his face to her throat.
When she came to, she was on the bed, her arm in a stabilizer, with Mira working on the gash on her hip.
“Nothing hurts.”
“Not for the moment.”
“But I feel . . . Crap, you gave me something. I feel weird.”
“It’ll pass.”
“How bad is it?”
“Bad enough. You’ve been stabbed, beaten, choked, and had your arm nearly twisted off. But you’ll heal.”
“Don’t be mad.” Eve smiled at her. Drugs always made her stupid. “He was going to rape me. For a minute when it was crazy, I thought he was raping me. But he didn’t get the chance.”
“No.” Mira laid her hand on Eve’s cheek. “You stopped him.”
“You got blood on you. You always look so pretty, and you got blood on your dress, suit, skirt. Whatever. Sorry.”
“It’s all right. I’m nearly done.”
“Okay. Am I naked?”
“Not quite.”
“Good, ’cause that’s just embarrassing. Roarke? Where’s Roarke?”
“I convinced him I could take care of you while he spoke with the police, gave a statement. He’s contacting Darlie for you. You can speak with her a little later if you like.”
“He loves me. Roarke, I mean. He loves me.”
“Oh, so very much.”
“Nobody did before. Before Mavis, she just wouldn’t give up and leave me alone. And Feeney. But he’d feel weird saying the whole love thing, so . . .” She mimed zipping fingers over her lips.