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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
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  56. Epilogue
  57. Epilogue
  58. Acknowledgments
  59. About the Author
  60. Also by Catherine Coulter
  61. About the Publisher

Milo slid out of the booth, stared down at the two women, and rubbed his hands together. “I’m picking up the tab. Talk about a justified business expense. Tell me what I can do and I’ll do it. But that doesn’t include any killing.”

“Thank you, Milo,” Mia said. “I promise, no killing.”

He started to pat her shoulder, stopped, and touched his fingers to her cheek instead. “You’ve looked better, Briscoe, but I gotta say, you’ve made my day.” He shrugged into his coat, paused to speak to their waitress, Roxy, and was fast out the door, coat flapping.

Mia was easing her arms carefully into her own coat when Sherlock’s cell sang out Shinedown’s “Monsters.” When she punched off, she smiled. “My FBI contact touched base with the NYPD detective running the investigation into your attack last night. She was allowed to look at all the CCTVs. She said the sedan that tried to hit you is a black 2020 Audi S8. The CSI team verified. They found a shard of headlight next to one of the overturned garbage cans, and yes, it was from a 2020 Audi S8.” She called up the car on her cell. “Look familiar?”

Mia said, “Maybe, but Sherlock, to me it only looked huge and black. I was scared out of my mind.”

Sherlock added, “If you hadn’t been scared, I’d worry about you. Neither Harrington nor Harper owns an Audi, which means there’s another person involved.”

“Was your FBI contact able to follow the Audi on the traffic cams?”

“Three blocks, then they lost him. They’re casting a wider net. There wasn’t much traffic at that hour last night what with the frigid weather so they’re hoping to pick him up again and see where he goes. Kelly will call me if they spot him.” She shook Mia’s hand. “We’ll get him. He’s the key. Mia, you’re going to the Guardian, right? And you’ll stay there until you take a taxi home this evening?”

Mia nodded. “Believe me, I don’t want to do any more dances with garbage cans. I remember you said you hoped to close the case about the murdering psychopath who’s a real estate agent. You’re going to do that now?”

Sherlock stared at her. “Your memory is formidable.” She looked down at her watch. “Yep, I’m off. After today, I’m hoping there’ll be one less psychopath on the streets. Be careful, Mia. I’ll see you later.”

37

Sherlock

26 Federal Plaza

FBI New York Field Office

New York City

Thursday