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that knows anything about that night.
That s right. Raimes sighed. But keep her involvement to a
minimum. I ve already warned her that I don t want her screwin
up this investigation. Jimmy and her are close and that s gonna
mess up her thinking. He gave the detectives a stern look. Make
sure she stays the hell out of it. Now get out of here, and bring me
back some good news for a change.
Sanders and Mahoney exited the office and returned to their
desks. As if things weren t bad enough, now they were going to
have to question Stone and make sure she stayed out of this mess.
They slumped into their chairs and started poring over the rap
sheets for Louis Gato and Marty Geller.
SAL AND LEO pulled their newly heisted car into the hospital
parking lot. They had ditched the blue Ford they had used earlier
that day for a gold Buick LeSabre. Leo turned the car off and sat
quietly behind the wheel. Sal patted his forehead with a handker-
chief as he contemplated their next move. Marcone would surely
cut his balls off if he didn t take care of this matter, so he had to
think carefully about how they were going to accomplish their mis-
sion. Okay, Leo, listen up.
The smaller man s grip tightened on the steering wheel. He
blinked rapidly. Yeah, Sally, go ahead.
The fat man cringed at the nickname. Don t call me that!
All right, Sal, sorry. Leo continued blinking rapidly.
We got ourselves a bad situation here, Leo.
How s that, Sal?
Well, let me lay it out for you. The guy you failed to off last
night is probably in ICU, which means it s gonna be hard as hell to
get to him. Plus they probably have a guard on him.
Oh, Jesus, Sal. What are we gonna do? I didn t even think of
that.
Sal placed his handkerchief in his shirt pocket. For starters,
we re gonna go inside and scope out the area. Then I ll figure out a
plan from there.
Okay, Sal. Whatever you say.
Leo. Sal put his hand on the smaller man s arm to get his
attention. Leo turned and looked into the deep-set eyes. If we can t
get to this guy, we re dead. You understand that, right? Leo nodded
his head like one of those bobbing dogs people used to keep in the
back window of their cars. We gotta get this guy, Leo. And we gotta
take out his partner, or we might as well just off ourselves, cause if
Marcone gets a hold of us we re gonna pray for death.
THE ALARM CLOCK went off, bringing Nic from her restless
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slumber back to the reality of the day. She opened a bleary eye and
slapped the alarm to quiet the annoying buzzer. Rolling over, she
found Harley curled up in her usual place between the pillows,
snoring softly. She stroked the cat s fur, which was as soft as silk. A
low purr was her response. Nic rolled her neck back and forth to
loosen the tight muscles. She felt like shit, and she figured she
probably looked like it, too. She rose from the bed and discarded
the shirt she had just slept in. No time for a shower, so she rum-
maged through her closet and put on a purple polo shirt and ran a
brush through her hair. Not too bad, she thought, after giving herself
the once-over in the mirror. She scooped up the cat, which was now
meowing and winding herself through Nic s legs. Upon entering
the hallway, she noticed Carly s door was open, so she sauntered
by but found it empty. Now I wonder where she could be? Then
she thought about it. Probably in the kitchen, she mumbled to the
cat as she made her way there.
Carly was scribbling a note to Nic when she felt as if she was
being watched. She turned to find Nic leaning against the door-
frame, her right eyebrow raised in question, and holding a beauti-
ful black cat lazily in her arms. Carly let out a nervous giggle. Hi,
Nic. Sleep well?
Nic rolled her tongue over her teeth before she spoke. And
just what are you doing, if you don t mind my asking?
Carly crumpled the note and replaced the pen in the holder by
the phone. Oh. I was just leaving you a note.
A note about what? Nic s intense blue eyes narrowed, and
Carly felt a bit uneasy, but she wasn t sure why.
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