Glory in Death (In Death 2) - Page 112

“Yeah, right. I need a search warrant, Feeney, and I need you here at Morse’s to break down his computer.”

“I’ve already requested the warrant. I’ll have it transmitted to you as soon as it comes in. Then I’m on my way.”

Sometimes the wheels moved smoothly. Eve had the warrant and Feeney within thirty minutes. She did kiss him, enthusiastically enough to have him going red as a hybrid beet.

“Secure the door, Peabody, then take the living area. Don’t bother to be neat.”

Eve swung into the bedroom, two steps ahead of Feeney. He was already rubbing his hands together.

“That’s a beautiful system,” he said. “Whatever his faults, the asshole knows his computers. It’s going to be a pleasure to play with her.” He sat down as Eve started to hunt through drawers.

“Obsessively trendy,” she commented. “Nothing that shows too much sign of wear, nothing too expensive.”

“He’s putting all his money in his toys.” Feeney hunched over, brows knit. “This guy respects his equipment, and he’s careful. There are code blocks everywhere. Jesus, he’s got a fail-safe.”

“What?” Eve straightened

up. “On a home unit?”

“He’s got one, all right.” Gingerly, Feeney eased back. “If I don’t use the right code, the data’s zapped. Odds are it’s voice printed, too. It’s not going to let me in easy, Dallas. I’m going to have to bring in some equipment, and it’s going to take time.”

“He’s on the run. I know he’s on the run. He knew we were coming after him.”

Rocking back on her heels, she considered the possibilities: leaks—human—or electronic leaks.

“Call in your best man to come over here. You take the computer at the station. That’s where he was when he ran.”

“It’s going to be a long night.”

“Lieutenant.” Peabody came to the door. Her face was impassive, but for the eyes. And the eyes were on fire. “I think you’d better see this.”

In the living room, Peabody gestured to the blocky platform sofa. “I was giving it the once-over. Probably would have missed it, except my dad likes to build stuff. He was always putting in hidden drawers and hidey-holes. We got a kick out of it, used to play hidden treasure. I got curious when I saw the knob on the side. It looks like an ordinary decorative device that simulates old-fashioned turn bolts.” She stepped around the front of the couch and gestured.

Eve could almost feel the vibrations rising from her skin.

Peabody’s voice rose slightly in octave. “Hidden treasure.”

Eve felt her heart kick once, hard. There in a long, wide drawer that slid from under the cushions lay a purple umbrella and a high-heeled red-and-white-striped shoe.

“Got him.” Eve turned to Peabody with a fierce and powerful grin. “Officer, you’ve just taken one giant step toward your detective shield.”

“My man says you’re harassing him.”

Eve scowled at Feeney’s face in her communicator. “I’m simply asking him for periodic updates.” She paced away from the sweepers who were scanning the living area of Morse’s apartment. They had the lights on high. The sun was going down.

“And interrupting his flow. Dallas, I told you this would be slow work. Morse was an expert on compuscience. He knew all the tricks.”

“He’d have written it down, Feeney. Like a fucking news report. And if he’s got Nadine, that’s on one of those damned discs, too.”

“I’m with you on that, kid, but breathing down my man’s neck isn’t going to free up the data any quicker. Give us some space here, for Christ’s sake. Don’t you have a fancy do tonight?”

“What?” She grimaced. “Oh hell.”

“Go put on your party dress and leave us alone.”

“I’m not going to dress up like some brainless idiot and eat canapés while he’s out there.”

“He’s going to be out there, whatever you’re wearing. Listen up, we’ve got a citywide net out on him, his car. His apartment’s under heavy surveillance, so’s the station. You can’t help us here. This part’s my job.”

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