In Death 03 - Immortal in Death

was pretty steamed when I tagged him, then I had to admit, I'd have done the same thing."
    Eve tapped her fingers on the wheel, thought about it. "Yeah, so would I. Did he try to pump you?"
    Peabody flushed deep red, stuttered.
    "Jesus, Peabody, I didn't mean -- "
    "I know, I know. I'm not used to this, Dallas. I mean I like men, sure." She brushed at her bangs, checked the collar of her stiff uniform shirt. "I've been around some, but men like Casto -- you know, like Roarke."
    "They fry the circuits."
    "Yeah." It was a relief to be able to lay it out to someone who would understand. "He did try to slide some data out of me, but he took it well enough when I wouldn't give. He knows the route. The chief says interdepartmental cooperation, and we pretty much ignore it."
    "You think he's got something of his own?"
    "He might. He made the rounds at the club just like I did. That's how I tagged him first. Then, when I left, he followed me. I led him around for awhile, just to see what he'd do." Her smile spread. "And I backtracked him. You should have seen his face when I came up behind him and he knew he'd been nailed."
    "Good work."
    "We got into it a little. Territory, and all that. Then we, well, we had a drink, agreed to put the cop routine on hold. It was nice. We have a lot of common ground, outside the job. Music and films and stuff. Hell, oh Jesus, I slept with him."
    "Oh."
    "I know it was stupid. But, well, I did."
    Eve waited a moment. "So, how was it?"
    "Wow."
    "That good, huh?"
    "Then this morning, he said maybe we could have dinner or something."
    "So, it sounds pretty normal to me."
    Sober-eyed again, Peabody shook her head. "Guys like that aren't attracted to me. I know he's got a thing for you -- "
    Eve's hand shot up. "Hold on, playback."
    "Come on, Dallas, you know he does. He's attracted to you. He admires your skill, your mind. Your legs."
    "You're not going to tell me you and Casto discussed my legs."
    "No, but your mind came up. Anyway, I don't know if I should take this any farther. I've got to concentrate on my career, and he's steeped in his. When this case is resolved, we'll lose the connection."
    Hadn't Eve thought the same when Roarke had hit her between the eyes? It should have been true. It usually was. "You're attracted to him, you like him, you find him interesting to be around."
    "Sure."
    "And the sex was good."
    "The sex was incredible."
    "Then, as your superior, Peabody, my advice is, go for it."
    Peabody smiled a little, then looked out the window. "Maybe I'll think about it."

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
    Eve was pleased with her timing. She clocked into Cop Central at 9: 55, went directly to Interview. By avoiding her office, she avoided any messages from Commander Whitney demanding her presence. She hoped by the time she had to face him, she'd have the buffer of new information.
    Redford was prompt, she had to give him that. And he was as sleek and unruffled as he'd been the first time she'd seen him.
    "Lieutenant, I hope this won't take long. It's a very inconvenient time."
    "Then we'll get started right away. Have a seat." She closed and secured the door behind her.
    Interview wasn't the most pleasant of atmospheres. It wasn't meant to be. The conference table was small, the chairs hard, the walls unadorned. The mirror was obviously two-way glass and meant to intimidate. She went directly to her recorder, engaged, and recited the necessary data.
    "Mr. Redford, you are entitled to counsel or a representative at Interview."
    "Are you reading me my rights, Lieutenant?"
    "If you request I do so, I'll oblige. You are not charged, but you are entitled to counsel when being questioned in a formal interview. Do you wish counsel?"
    "Not at this time." He flicked a speck of lint from his sleeve. Gold winked at his wrist in the form of a cuff bracelet. "I'm more than willing to cooperate with this investigation, as I've proven by coming here today."
    "I'd like to replay your previous statement so that you have the opportunity to add, delete, or change any portions thereof." She slipped the labeled disc into the slot. With mild impatience in his eyes, Redford listened.
    "Do you wish to stand by that statement, as given?"
    "Yes, it's as accurate as I can remember."
    "Very well." Eve replaced the disc and folded her hands. "You and the victim were sexual partners."
    "That's correct."
    "This was not an exclusive arrangement."
    "Not at all. Neither of us wished it to be."
    "Did you on the night of the