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“Perfectly. First let me say I’m full of remorse for my actions.”

Clever, she thought. This was no moron. “Are you?”

“Absolutely. I regret what happened today. It was, of course, never my intention to cause any injury. I see now how reckless and foolish it was to approach you in the manner I did. I’d like to apologize.”

“That’s really big of you. How did it happen you were armed with banned weapons while traveling on a New York street with the intention of abducting and/or assaulting a police officer?”

“I fell in with bad companions,” he said with a soft smile. “I have no excuse for having illegal weapons in my possession. I would like to say, however, that in my line of work, security consultation, it’s often part of the routine to rub shoulders with criminal elements and to find oneself in possession of illegal weapons. Naturally, I should have turned those weapons over to the proper authorities.”

“Where did you acquire those weapons?”

“From the man you killed. I was hired by him, you see, just this morning.”

“The dead guy hired you.”

“Yes. I was unaware, of course, that you were a police officer when I accepted the commission. I was told that you were a dangerous individual who had threatened him and his family with bodily harm. Obviously, I was deceived, and I’m afraid I accepted his story and the weapons at face value. Very poor judgment on my part.”

“If you weren’t aware I was a police officer, why did you call me Lieutenant at the scene?”

“I have no recollection of having done so.”

“So you just took this job. What was the name of the guy who hired you?”

“Haggerty, Clarence Haggerty. Or so he told me at the time. Imagine my shock when I discovered his purpose was not, as he told me, to frighten away by show of force, a woman who was endangering his family.”

“I’m trying to do just that,” Eve said mildly. “I guess having him grab some innocent kid and hold a stunner to his throat where it could cause permanent paralysis or death, seemed like a fine way to frighten me.”

“It happened so fast. I was shocked when he grabbed the boy. I’m afraid my reaction was slow. Obviously Haggerty—or whoever he was—was not the man I believed him to be. Anyone who would endanger a child in that manner . . .”

He trailed off, sadly shaking his head. “I’m quite glad you killed him, Lieutenant.” He smiled again. “I can’t begin to tell you how glad I am.”

“I’m sure you’re dancing.” She leaned forward. “Do you really think this lame story is going to fly, Riggs?”

“Why shouldn’t it? If you require any documentation to corroborate my brief employment by Mr. Haggerty, I’ll be happy to supply it. I keep excellent records.”

“I’ll just bet you do.”

“This, of course, in no way negates my responsibility for what took place. I will, no doubt, lose my security license. I face a prison term, or at the very least home incarceration. I’m prepared to take my punishment, as the law demands.”

“You work for Max Ricker.”

“I’m afraid I don’t recall the name. If a Mr. Ricker has hired me as a consultant at any time, it would be in my records. I’ll be happy to sign an authorization so that you can search those records.”

“You’re looking at twenty-five years, Riggs. Minimum.”

“I hope the courts won’t be too harsh, as I was unaware of the true purpose when I was hired. And I certainly did nothing to harm that little boy. I was duped.” He lifted his hands, his face still placid. “But I stand prepared to accept the punishment due me.”

“You figure that’s better than ending up like Lewis.”

“I’m sorry? Do I know a Lewis?”

“He’s worm food. And we both know Ricker may cut his losses with you so you end up the same.”

“I just don’t understand, Lieutenant. I’m sorry.”

“Let’s run it through again, in words of one syllable.”

She worked him for more than an hour, shifting over to Feeney to change the pace, coming back hard, leading in soft.


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