By Amanda Matetsky
Crime reporter and secret novelist Paige Turner is asking into the homicide of a tender secretary whose bare physique was once present in critical Park—with the knowledge among herself and the police that Paige retains her specific research off the checklist and out of the pages of bold Detective.
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What on earth is Pomeroy up to? Why does he look so worn-out and worried? And why was he so eager to get rid of me? I couldn’t answer any of those questions, of course, and by the time the elevator arrived, I’d stopped trying. Pomeroy’s shady schemes and mysterious problems had faded—like a weak radio signal—from my mind. All I cared about now was Virginia Pratt and Sabrina Stanhope; they had taken complete control of my thoughts. And before my lunch hour was over, they’d be controlling my actions, too.
I said to her. ” “I promise you I’m not,” she insisted, thin lips curling in an enigmatic smile.
Quite the opposite. As the staunchest, most resolute homicide detective in the entire NYPD, he’s really proud of me for sticking to my guns. Dan values loyalty and stamina above all other character traits, and openly praises me for keeping my married name in the face of constant ridicule (Mike and Mario waste more energy cracking Paige Turner jokes than they do watching for the hands of the office clock to land on lunchtime). It’s lucky for me that Dan is seduced by my small reserve of faithfulness and fortitude, because when it comes to his next most highly valued character trait, I come up shorter than bobby socks on a giraffe.