Imitation in Death (In Death 17)
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“Good to know. Get out of here so I can finish my work. I’ll buy you a drink after shift.”
“No, sir. I’m buying.” She opened her hand, showed Eve her badge. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. Yeah, it is.”
Alone, Eve sat at her desk again, then took out her own badge and studied it. Tucking it away again, she looked up at the ceiling. But this time, she smiled.
It felt right. It felt exactly right.
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