In Death 07 - Holiday in Death

list? Ace homicide lieutenant, Eve Dallas, investigating."
    Nadine watched Eve's face as she spoke. She gave Eve full points -- her eyes didn't flicker -- but Nadine was gut sure she had her full attention.
    "You want me to go on with a no comment from the investigating officer on that lead?"
    "The investigation is proceeding. A task force has been formed. The NYPSD is pursuing all leads."
    Nadine leaned forward, slipping a hand into her bag to turn on her recorder. "Then you confirm that the murders are connected."
    "I'm not confirming anything with your recorder on."
    Irritation flickered over Nadine's pretty, triangular face. "Give me a break here."
    "You turn that recorder off, put it here on my desk in plain view, or I'll give you a break. I'll confiscate it and anything else you have in that suitcase you're hauling around. Recording devises aren't permitted in official areas of Cop Central without authorization."
    "Christ, you're strict." Annoyed, Nadine took out her mini, plunked it on the desk, then set her bag aside. "Off the record?"
    "Off the record." Because Nadine had said the words, Eve nodded. Nadine could be irritating, tenacious, and a general pain in the ass, but she had integrity. There was no need to search the bag for another recorder.
    "The homicides under my investigation were committed by the same person. Personally Yours appears to be the source of the victims. You can go on air with that."
    "The dating service." All traces of annoyance faded as Nadine smiled. Eve's subtle hint had nudged her into research on every dating service in the city. She would be able to plug in the correct data and flesh out her report with the flick of a couple of buttons.
    "That's right."
    "What can you give me on it?"
    "Most of my notes are on my office unit." But Nadine pulled out her PPC and called up data. "You have all the standard already: owners, length of time in business, requirements. They do some pricey ads on our station. Shelled out... a cool two mil last year on screen ads. Our credit checks showed they can afford it, that's less than ten percent of their gross."
    "Romance is profitable."
    "Damn right. I did an informal poll at the station. About fifteen percent of the talent and crew have used services. Informing the public takes a toll on the personal life," she added lightly.
    "Anybody you like use Personally Yours?"
    "Probably." Nadine cocked her head. "I like a lot of people, being the friendly, sociable sort. Should I be worried about them?"
    "All three victims used the dating service, two knew each other casually through it. As yet, we've found no other connection among them."
    "So... your guy's trolling for lonely hearts." And that was a hell of a lead, Nadine decided, already running copy in her head.
    "We suspect that Personally Yours is his source." Eve wanted that one element hammered in. She didn't intend to give Nadine much more. "The task force, formed today, is pursuing all avenues of investigation."
    "Leads?"
    "Are being checked out. I'm not giving you specifics on this, Nadine."
    "Suspects?" Nadine said doggedly.
    "Interviews are under way."
    "Motive?"
    Eve considered a moment. "They're sexual homicides."
    "Ah. Well, that would fit. You got a bisexual killer? One of the victims was male, two were female."
    "I can't confirm or deny the killer's sexual preferences." She thought of Donnie Ray, and guilt scraped along her stomach. "The victims have admitted the killer into their homes. There was no sign of forced entry in any case."
    "They opened the door to him? They knew him?"
    "They thought they did. You can advise your viewing audience to think twice before opening their door to anyone they don't know on a personal level. I can't give you any more without compromising the investigation."
    "He's killed three times in less than a week. He's in a hurry."
    "He has a program," Eve said. "That's not for on air. He has a schedule, a pattern, and that's how we'll get him."
    "Give me a quick one-on-one remote, Dallas. I can have a camera in here in ten minutes."
    "No. Not yet," she added before Nadine could bitch about it. "You've got more than I've given anyone. Take it and be grateful. I'll give you a one-on-one if and when I can. I'd be more inclined if, after you corner Piper and Rudy, you tell me what you get."
    Nadine arched a brow. "Quid pro quo. Fine. I'm heading over there now. Once I -- " She broke off, her mouth dropping open as Peabody rushed in the door.
    "Dallas, you wouldn't