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. No, it's yours.Now it's yours. I suggested to Miss Martha, Captain, Evans said,  that you and Mr.Alexwere just about the same size, and all his clothes were here, just waiting tofeed the moths. So we checked, and Evans was right, and all we had to do was take thetrousers in a half inch, and an inch off the jacket sleeves, and of coursefind your policeman's buttons.Evans knows this marvelous Italian tailor onChestnut Street, so all you have to do is say 'Thank you, Evans.'  All of those clothes? Pekach said, pointing to the ward¬robe. Mr.Alex always dressed very well, Evans said.Captain David Pekach came very close to saying Oh, shit, I don't want yourfather's goddamn clothes.Page 250ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlBut he didn't.He saw a look of genuine pleasure at having done somethingnice on Evans's face, and then he looked at Martha and saw how happy her eyeswere. Thank you, Evans, Captain Pekach said. My pleasure, Captain.I'm just glad the sizes worked out; that you were justa little smaller than Mr.Alex, rather than the other way around. It worked out fine, thank you, Evans.Evans smiled and left the room. I don't know what I'm going to do with you, Pekach said to Martha.She met his eyes and smiled. Oh, you'll think of some¬thing.Martha walked to where Evans had left the beer, poured some skillfully in theglass, and handed it to Pekach. I love it when I can do something nice for you, my Pre¬cious, she said.He kissed her gently, tasting her lipstick. I better take a shower, he said.She came into the bathroom, as she often did, and watched him shave.She hadtold him she liked to do that, to feel his cheeks when he had just finishedshaving.When they went downstairs, Evans had brought her Mer¬cedes coupe around tothe portico from the garage, and was holding the door open for her.Pekach gotbehind the wheel and glanced at her to make sure she had her seat beltfas¬tened.There was a flash of thigh and of the lace at the hem of her blackslip.Page 251ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlFor a woman who didn t 't know the first fucking thing about sex, he thoughtfor perhaps the fiftieth time, she really knows how to pick underwear thatturns me on.He put the Mercedes in gear, drove down the drive to Glen¬garry Lane, andidly decided that the best route downtown would be the Schuylkill Expressway.Just north of the Zoological Gardens, Martha asked if they had caught whoeverhad shot the policeman. No.And we don't have a clue, Pekach said. Just be¬fore I came.to yourplace  he'd almost said  home   we had a meeting, and Tony Harris, who'srunning the job, and is a damn good cop, said all he knows to do is go backover what he already has. You almost said 'home,'  Martha said,  didn't you?He looked at her and was surprised to find they were hold¬ing hands. Slip of the tongue, he said. Nice slip, I like it. You too. I beg your pardon? I like your slip, he said. Oh, she said. Thank you.She raised his hand to her mouth and kissed it.Page 252ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlThere was the howl of a siren.He looked in the rearview mirror and saw aHighway car behind him and dropped his eyes to the large round speedometer ofthe Mercedes.The indicator was pointing just beyond seventy. Shit, he said, freed his hand, and moved into the right lane.The Highway car pulled up beside him.The police officer in the passengerseat gestured imperiously for him to pull to the curb, the gesture turninginto a friendly wave as Officer Jesus Martinez, a stricken look on his face,recognized the commanding officer of the Highway Patrol.The Highway carsuddenly slowed and fell behind. I hate that, Pekach said. Getting caught by my own men. Then you shouldn't speed, Precious. Martha laughed. You should see yourface! It's this damn car, Pekach said. They don't know it.If we were in my car,that wouldn't have happened. Then you should drive this car more, so they get to know it. I couldn't drive your car to work, he said. Why not? Because it's yours. Let me give it to you, then [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]