"Then why the staff memos?"
"It was just a precaution. To avoid any ... unpleasantness."
"Is there often unpleasantness?"
"No!" Piper shut the door and hurried over. There were spots of agitated color in her cheeks. The silvery hair had been twisted back today, leaving her face unframed, adding a contrast of sophistication and fragility.
"No, not at all. We're dedicated to helping people find pleasantness, in companionship, romance, often marriage. Lieutenant..." She steepled her hands, folded the fingers down. "I could show you dozens of endorsements from satisfied clients. From people we helped to find each other. Love, true love, matters."
Eve kept her eyes level. "You believe in true love, Piper?"
"Absolutely, completely."
"What would you do for your true love, to keep him?"
"Whatever I had to do."
"Tell me about Donnie Ray."
"He asked me out, a couple of times. He wanted me to hear him play." She sighed, then seemed to melt into a chair. "He was just a boy, Lieutenant. He wasn't... It wasn't the way it was with Holloway. But Rudy felt, rightly so, that in order to fulfill our obligation to him as a client, it would be best if contact with me was eliminated."
"Were you interested in hearing Donnie Ray play?"
A smile ghosted around her mouth. "I might have enjoyed that, if that was all. But it was clear that he had hopes for more. I didn't want to hurt his feelings. I can't bear to bruise a heart."
"And what about yours? How does your relationship with your brother sit on your heart?"
"I can't -- won't discuss that with you." She sat straight again, folded her hands.
"Who made the decision that you'd be sterilized, Piper?"
"You go too far."
"Do I? You're twenty-eight years old." She pushed because she'd seen Piper's lips tremble. "And you've eliminated the chance to have children because you can't risk conceiving one with your own brother. You've been in therapy for years. You've been cut off from developing a relationship with another man. You conceal the relationship you do have, paid a blackmailer to insure it continued to be concealed because incest is a dark and shameful secret."
"You can't possibly understand."
"Oh yes, I can." But she'd been forced, Eve reminded herself. She'd been a child. She'd had no choice. "I know what you're living with."
"I love him! If it's wrong, if it's shameful, if it's wretched, that doesn't change. He's my life."
"Then why are you afraid?" Eve leaned forward. "Why are you so afraid that you'll cover for him even when you wonder if he's killed? Anything for true love? You let Holloway prey on your clients, and that makes you the same as a pimp for an unlicensed whore."
"No, we did our best to find him like-minded women."
"And when you didn't, and they complained, you paid them off," Eve finished. "Is that what you wanted to do, or was it Rudy?"
"It was business. Rudy understands the business better than me."
"Is that how you live with it? Or maybe neither one of you could live with it anymore. Was he with you the night Donnie Ray was killed? Can you look at me and swear he was with you all that night?"
"Rudy couldn't hurt anyone. He couldn't."
"Are you so sure, so sure, you'll risk another death? If not tonight, then tomorrow."
"Whoever is killing these people is insane -- vicious, cruel, and insane. If I thought it could be Rudy, I couldn't live. We're part of each other, so it would be in me the way it's in him. I couldn't live." She covered her face with her hands. "I can't stand any more of this. I won't talk to you. If you accuse Rudy, you accuse me, and I won't talk to you."
Eve rose, but paused by the chair for a moment. "You're not half of a whole, Piper, whatever he's told you. If you want a way out, I know someone who can help you."