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In Death 07 - Holiday in Death

In Death 07 - Holiday in Death

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it may simply be the symbolism."
    "What about the destruction of Marianna Hawley's tree and ornaments?" When Mira only cocked a brow, Eve shrugged. "Breaking the symbol of the holiday in the tree, the eradication of purity in the angel ornaments."
    "It would suit him."
    "The pins and tattoos."
    "He's a romantic."
    "A romantic?"
    "Yes, he's very much the romantic. He brands them as his love, he leaves them a token, and he takes the time and the trouble to make them beautiful before he leaves them. Anything less than that would make them an unworthy gift."
    "Did he know them?"
    "Yes, I would say he did. Whether they knew him is another matter. But he knew them, he'd observed them. He'd chosen them and for the length of time he had them, they were his true love. He doesn't mutilate," she added, leaning forward. "He decorates, enhances. Artistically, perhaps even lovingly. But when he is finished, he is done. He sprays the body with disinfectant, erasing himself. He washes, scrubs, erasing them from him. And when he leaves, he is jubilant. He's won. And it's time to prepare for the next."
    "Hawley and Greenbalm were nothing alike physically, nor in their lifestyles, their habits, or their work."
    "But they had one thing in common," Mira put in. "They were both, at one time, lonely enough, needy enough, interested enough, to pay for help in finding a companion."
    "Their true love." Eve set her untouched tea aside. "Thanks."
    "I hope you're well." Aware that Eve was braced to rise and leave, Mira stalled. "Fully recovered from your injuries."
    "I'm fine."
    No, Mira thought, not quite fine. "You only took what, two or three weeks off to recover from serious injuries."
    "I'm better off working."
    "Yes, I know you think so." Mira smiled again. "Are you ready for the holidays?"
    Eve didn't squirm in her chair, but she wanted to. "I've picked up a couple of presents."
    "It must be difficult finding something for Roarke."
    "You're telling me."
    "I'm sure you'll find something perfect. No one knows him better than you."
    "Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't." And because it was in the back of her mind, she spoke without thinking. "He's getting into all this Christmas stuff. Parties and trees. I just figured we'd hand each other something and be done with it."
    "Neither of you have the memories of childhood everyone's entitled to -- of anticipation and wonder, of Christmas mornings with pretty boxes stacked under the tree. I'd say Roarke intends to start making those memories, for the two of you. Knowing him," she added with a laugh, "they won't be ordinary."
    "I think he's ordered a small forest of trees."
    "Give yourself a chance at that anticipation and wonder, as a gift for both of you."
    "With Roarke you don't have a choice." She did stand now. "I appreciate the time, Dr. Mira."
    "One last thing, Eve." Mira got to her feet as well. "He's not dangerous at this point to anyone other than the person he's focused on. He won't kill indiscriminately or without purpose and planning. But I can't say when that might change, or what might trigger a shift in pattern."
    "I've got some thoughts on that. I'll be in touch."
    Peabody and McNab were bickering when she walked into her home office. They sat side by side at her workstation snarling at each other like a couple of bulldogs over the same bone. Ordinarily it might have amused Eve, but at the moment it was only one more irritation. "Break it up," she snapped and had both of them shooting to attention with grim, resentful faces. "Report."
    When they both began to talk at once, she seethed for approximately five seconds then bared her teeth. That shut both of them up. "Peabody?"
    Risking one smug sidelong glance at her nemesis, Peabody began. "We have three matches with the cosmetics. Two from Hawley's list and one from Greenbalm's. One from each bought the works, from skin care to lash dye. The second from Hawley's purchased eye and brow pencils and two lip dyes. We got a hit on what was used on Greenbalm's mouth. That's Cupid's Coral. All three purchased that shade."
    "Problem." McNab lifted a finger like an instructor halting an over-zealous student. "Both Cupid Coral lip dye and Musk Brown lash enhancer are routinely given as samples. In fact," he gestured to the counter where the samples Eve had been given were lined up, "you have both here."
    "We can't track every stupid sample," Peabody said with a dangerous edge to her voice. "We have three names, and a place to start."
    "The Fog

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