Seduction in Death (In Death 13) - Page 13

“I can’t take it in. I’m sorry, I just can’t.” She rose, walked slowly to the pitcher of ice water on the dressing room table. When the pitcher shook and sloshed, Eve went over, poured the glass.

“Thanks.”

“Take a minute. Sit down, drink your water, and take a minute.”

“I’m okay. I’ll be okay.” But she had to hold the glass with both hands to drink. “He was supposed to own his own business. He was rich. She said he didn’t brag about it, but she could tell from the little things he said. Places he’d been, like Paris and Moscow, the Olympus Resort, Bimini, I don’t know.”

“What kind of business?”

“They didn’t get into specifics about that. Just like he wasn’t supposed to know she worked here. But he did.”

Eve’s gaze sharpened. “How do you know that?”

“Because he sent her pink roses here last week.”

Pink roses, Eve thought. Pink rose petals.

“What else?”

“He spoke Italian, and um, French and Spanish. Romance languages,” she added, smearing tears and mascara with the backs of her hands. “Bry was all caught up in the romance of it. She said he had the most romantic soul. And I’d say, well great, but what about his face? She’d just laugh and say that appearances didn’t matter when hearts spoke to each other. But it wouldn’t hurt her feelings any if he looked as good as he sounded.”

Steadier, she turned the glass in her hands. “Lieutenant . . . Did he rape her?”

“I don’t know.” Eve drew out a picture she’d printed off disc. “Do you recognize this man?”

CeeCee studied Dante’s face. “No,” she said, wearily now. “I’ve never seen him before. This is him, isn’t it? Well. Well. I guess he looked as good as he sounded. The son of a bitch. The vicious son of a bitch.” She began shredding the photo, and Eve did nothing to stop her.

“Where were they meeting for drinks last night?”

“The goddamn Rainbow Room. Bry picked it out because she thought it was romantic.”

When Eve came out of the dressing area, she found Peabody staring, a bit wistfully, at a display of lacy bodysuits.

“Those wouldn’t be comfortable for more than five minutes,” Eve pointed out.

“If it works, you wouldn’t have it on over five minutes. Droid said you were back in the dressing area with Plunkett.”

“Yeah. Dude goes by the name of Dante, heavy on the poetry and pink rosebuds. I’ll fill you in.”

“Where are we going?”

“The morgue, by way of the Rainbow Room.”

“That sounds so . . . weird.”

It was, if you compared the chrome and marble temple of one with the dingy white box of the other. But the best Eve could get from the landmark lounge was the names and addresses of the waitstaff on duty the night before.

She had more immediate luck at the dead house.

“Ah, my favorite cop come to scold me.” Morris, Chief Medical Examiner, switched off his laser scalpel and beamed. He wore his long, dark hair in a half dozen braids, covered now with a clear surgical cap. A natty plum-colored shirt and slacks were protected from distressing splashes of body fluids by a transparent lab coat.

“That’s not my case you’re slicing up there, Morris.”

“No, more’s the pity.” He glanced down at the body of a young black man. “This unfortunate fellow appears to have backed into—numerous times—a sharp, long-bladed instrument. You’d think he’d have stopped after the first, but no. He just continued to ram himself back into the knife until he keeled over dead.”

“Slow learner.” She pursed her lips as she studied the corpse’s very impressive hard-on. “From the looks of that boner he’s carrying, I’d make an educated guess that he’d popped some Exotica laced with Zeus. The combo can make a guy’s tool stay in use long after he’s gone flat otherwise.”

“I tend to agree, particularly since your associate Detective Baxter reports that our recently deceased was employing that tool enthusiastically on his brother’s wife.”

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