"Take off your blouse, Peaches. Look at yourself in your bra, and tell me hellip;"
She hung up.
Her heart was pounding.
A trick, she thought. He tricked me! How could I have been so dumb? Kepttalking to him! Keptbelieving his pitch! Gave him all the answers he hellip;
How'd he know my first name?
I'm listed as P. Muldoon, how'd he hellip; ?
The answering machine. Hi, this is Peaches, I can't come to the phone just now. Of course. Said he'd been trying to reach me all day. Hi, this is Peaches, I can't come to the phone just now. Got the Muldoon and the number from the phone book, got my first name from the answering hellip;
Oh, God, myaddress is in the book, too!
Suppose hecomes here?
Oh dear God hellip;
The telephone rang again.
Don't answer it, she thought.
It kept ringing.
Don't answer it.
Ringing, ringing.
But Sandra's supposed to call about the party.
Ringing, ringing, ringing.
If it's him again, I'll just hang up.
She reached out for the phone. Her hand was trembling. She lifted the receiver.
"Hello?" she said.
"Peaches?"
Was it him again? The voice didn't sound quite like his. "Yes?" she said.
"Hi, this is Detective Andy Parker. I don't know if you remember me or not, I'm the one who locked up your crazy hellip;"
"Boy, am I glad to hear fromyou !" she said.
"How about that?" Parker said, putting up the phone. "Remembered me right off the bat, told me to hurry on over!"
"You're unforgettable," Brown said. He was at his desk, typing a report on the torso they'd found behind the Burgundy Restaurant. Genero was looking over his shoulder, trying to learn how to spell dismembered.
The squadroom was alive with clattering typewriters.
Meyer sat in his dapper tan sports jacket typing a report on the kids who'd held up the liquor store and killed the owner.
Kling was at his own desk, typing a follow-up report on a burglary he'd caught three days ago. He was thinking about Eileen. He was thinking that right about now Eileen was in Calm's Point, getting ready to hit the Zone. He was thinking he might just wander over there later tonight. He looked up at the clock. Seven-fifteen. Maybe when he got off at midnight. See what was happening over there. She didn't have to know he was there looking around. A third backup never hurt anybody.
"So," Parker said, "if nobody needs me here, I think I'll mosey on over."
"Nobody needs you, right," Meyer said. "We got two homicides here, nobody needs you."
"Tell me the truth, Meyer," Parker said. "You think those two homicides are gonna be closed out tonight? In all your experience, have you ever closed out a homicide the same day you caught it? Have you?"
"I'm trying to think," Meyer said.
"In all my experience, that never happened," Parker said. "Unless you walk in and there's the perp with a smoking gun in his hand. Otherwise, it takes weeks. Months sometimes. Sometimesyears ."
"Sometimescenturies ," Brown said.
"So what's your point?" Meyer said.
"My point is hellip;here's my point," he said, opening his arms wide to the railing as Carella came through the gate. "Steve," he said, "I'm very glad to see you."
"You are?" Carella said.
He was a tall slender man with the build and stance of an athlete, brown hair, brown eyes slanting slightly downward to give his face a somewhat Oriental look. Tonight he was wearing a plaid sports shirt under a blue windbreaker, light cotton corduroy trousers, brown loafers. He went directly to his desk and looked in the basket there for any telephone messages.
"How's it out there?" Brown asked.
"Quiet," Carella said. "You got back okay, huh?" he asked Kling.
"I caught a taxi."
Carella turned to Parker. "Why are you so happy to see me?" he asked.
" 'Cause my colleague, Detective Meyer Meyer there, sitting at his desk there in his new jacket and his bald head, is eager to crack a homicide he caught, and he needs a good partner."
"That lets me out," Carella said. "What kind of homicide, Meyer?"
"Some kids held up a liquor store and shot the owner."
"Teenagers?"
"Eleven-year-olds."
"No kidding?"
"You gotta get yourself some lollipops," Brown said, "bait a trap with them."