Reunion in Death

«You made it the place. This is an ambush, and one that circumvents my authority, that puts that authority on the block in front of my team.»

Whitney opened his mouth, then closed it again in a tight line. «Point taken. Your team is dismissed.»

«I'd prefer they remain at this point, sir. Completing this meeting privately now is a useless gesture.»

«You're a hardass, Lieutenant, and you're skirting very close to the line.»

«Yes, sir, I am. But you already crossed over it. I respect both your authority and your office, Commander.»

He had to take a calming breath. «And you imply I show none for yours.»

«That would depend …» She glared at Roarke. «On how you look at it.»

«And if you were looking at this situation objectively rather than through what is arguably justified anger at the way this particular avenue was presented to you?»

«I strongly believe Julianna Dunne may be out of the country, or that she has plans to leave New York for a short period of time. If I'm allowed to pursue that avenue, I believe I can confirm her location, or planned destination in a few hours.»

«And this belief is based on?»

«My instincts and my considerable understanding of the subject.» Pitch it now, Eve ordered herself, and pitch it hard.

«She's a girl. She has a deep-seated need to indulge her femininity, in the most luxurious and exclusive manner available. She's been hard at work for some time now, planning and executing her agenda. She'll want a break. In the past, she took a short vacation between every hit. Resorts primarily, with top-flight treatment centers. It's pattern. She's moved on her victims in rapid succession this time out, and this after being incarcerated for a number of years. She'll need to renew herself, recharge, and her most likely method would be a spa facility where she can be pampered and can relax before she…»

She trailed off, then dug back in. «… before she moves on what I believe is and has been the central target. She'll want to groom, prepare, relax, before she comes at him. I've run a probability on this theory and got just over ninety percent. She doesn't change, Commander. At the core, she doesn't change.»

«Assuming your theory is correct, there are countless facilities of this nature numerous in this city alone.»

«It wouldn't be here. She'd want to get away, that's indulgence, and she wouldn't risk having a consultant who might have seen her on the media, get up close and personal with her face. That's brains. It's most likely she'd go out of the country where the media attention on murders in New York City isn't as intense.»

She watched his expression, saw him consider that. Agree with that. «I've already narrowed down the field, and intend to start checking with the most likely locations and working my way down the list.»

«Then do so. However, that angle doesn't preclude preparing for another option. If you tag her, are successful in tracking and apprehension, then this is put to rest. If you don't, we'll have a trap in place. Settle yourself down, Lieutenant. And listen.»

Whitney turned to Roarke, and nodded.

*** CHAPTER 19 ***

«In three day's time,» Roarke began, «there's a charity function, a dinner dance to raise funds for medical transports and equipment needed by the Canal Street Clinic. I believe Dr. Dimatto mentioned this to you, Lieutenant.»

«I know about it.»

«I accepted the invitation to attend some weeks ago, so that's public knowledge if anyone was wondering when I might be socializing at some public function in the city. The event is being held at one of the ballrooms at the Grand Regency Hotel. Happens that's one of mine.»

«Shock,» Eve said in a voice that dripped sarcasm like poisoned honey. «Amazement.»

«It also happens that the ownership is held by one of my subsidiaries, and isn't so easily traced to me. Not that all appropriate business fees and taxes aren't promptly paid,» he added with a cool amusement, «but a casual glance, even a more curious one wouldn't necessarily shake my name out of it which cancels out any reluctance Julianna might have about coming for me on my own turf. So to speak. And also gives the advantage of knowing the security bottom to top, and being able to adjust that security to the particular situation.»

Though he paused he got no response from Eve, nor had he expected any. «Just to ice the cake, it's just been leaked to the media by my public relations people that not only will I attend the function, but will be making a sizable donation. The donation will be hefty enough to ensure strong media attention for the next little while.»

He'd taken over the room, Eve realized. Not just the discussion but the goddamn room. He was in command now, and it infuriated.