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Eve - Iris Johansen [94]

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when she had lost Bonnie. But she had to return to the time before she had become the woman who had brought all those other children home until she could come back and do that duty.

If she came back.

Was that why she was having this feeling of destiny, the conviction that Bonnie was guiding her? Was she going to die and join Bonnie? Did Bonnie know that this time Eve would not come back to Joe?

The prospect held no fear for Eve. Joe would be safe. Joe and Jane would have each other.

And she would have Bonnie.

* * *

“EVE DUNCAN JUST BOARDED A flight for Milwaukee,” Queen told Jacobs when he hung up the phone. “I’ve told one of our people in the Chicago office to get over to Milwaukee and make sure she’s under surveillance.”

“Why Milwaukee?” Jacobs asked. “Quinn wasn’t with her?”

“No, he’s at ATLPD headquarters.” Queen smiled unpleasantly. “I think she’s given him the slip. Maybe Quinn was wrong about Gallo taking Eve Duncan. It could be that she decided to renew old times. They must have been a hot item when they were younger.”

“You believe she’s gone to join Gallo again?” Jacobs repeated, “Why Milwaukee?”

“Gallo grew up in Milwaukee. He knows it like the back of his hand. He’d feel comfortable there.” He paused. “Maybe enough to find a hiding place for the ledger.”

“And you believe Duncan is joining him because they’re having an affair?”

“Women seem to find him attractive. He’s had several mistresses over the years. Even a couple movie actresses. Why else?”

“I researched her when Gallo requested the files on her. She’s not the kind of woman who’d abandon her career and a stable relationship to jump into bed with a man she hasn’t seen in years.”

“She was willing to do it when she was sixteen. Maybe she still has a yen for him.” He shrugged. “At any rate, we should explore it. I doubt if Gallo feels the same way, but if there’s a chance, we’ll grab it.”

“There’s another possibility.” He paused. “Paul Black.”

Queen shook his head. “I don’t think Black has surfaced yet. He had me e-mail him some information about Gallo’s employees, and I sent him current info about Eve Duncan as well, including the fact that she’s on her way to Milwaukee.”

“Why pull Black into it?”

“Why not? The hunted pursuing the hunter. Better he go after Gallo than me. I knew I shouldn’t have tried to hand Black over to Gallo. It boomeranged, and it could have been fatal. But I handled it damn well.”

“So you say,” Jacobs said. “But you’ve been prone to impulsive behavior of late. You didn’t have to burn down Gallo’s place. It will make him difficult to negotiate with if that becomes necessary.”

Bastard. Jacobs hadn’t had to deal with Gallo all these years. He hadn’t realized what bullshit Queen had had to take from him. “It won’t be necessary. I’ll find him, and I’ll find the ledger. The woman may be the answer.” He turned and moved toward the door. “She’s going to find Gallo a little too hot to handle.”

* * *

THE NOTE WAS PROPPED UP on the coffeemaker on the counter.

Joe had expected it. He had tried to phone home twice before he’d gotten into his car and driven home. He tore open the envelope and pulled out the sheet of paper.


Joe,

I’m with John Gallo. He can lead me to Black. You know why I didn’t tell you before. It’s time I assumed full responsibility. God knows, I’ve leaned on you too long. This isn’t your war, and I won’t have you be a casualty.

I’ll be in touch. I love you.

Eve


His hand clenched the paper, then he crushed it into a ball and hurled it onto the counter.

Control the anger … and the fear. He had known this could be coming. It had been building for the last few years, and he had been able to fight it off.

He would still fight it off.

But he had to find Eve first.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Eve.

Voice mail.

He called Catherine.

She answered immediately. “Trouble?”

“Why would you think that?”

“Eve was too quiet.”

“She’s gone to John Gallo. He’s convinced her he can take her to Black.”

“Then we have to find Gallo. I suppose she’s not answering her phone?”

“Voice mail.”

Catherine

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