Wasting them on frozen strawberry margaritas and guys who blanched the minute she stood up didn’t appeal much to her anymore.īut finding the lost, and bringing them home, made every damn day Christmas morning. The hours were hers, and she’d do what she wanted with them. She hadn’t gone there to drink at her favorite rooftop bar since she’d started putting in the extra hours that she didn’t report on her time sheet. Inside her right temple she felt the warning tap of another headache, and reached for the pill bottle in her top drawer.ĭown in the Gaslamp Quarter the party would just be getting started. The last time she’d looked, the view had been of the city’s skyscrapers, framed by a silver-blue sky slashed with gold-edged clouds. Beyond the maze of sound-reducing panels, the building’s glass exterior panels showed the glitter of harbor lights against a matte black sky. One advantage of being well over six feet tall was the ability to check her surroundings in a few seconds. Lieutenant Diana Burke stood up to stretch her long limbs, and saw the rest of the gray cubicles around her had already emptied. BEING WELL OVER six feet tall had its advantages, though not as many when you were a woman.
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