”My wife shook her head, striding past me and going down the stairs. I followed her, smelling the perfume. I frowned at that. “You're wearing perf...me to pilates?”“To cover up the sweat,” she laughed, throwing a look over her face when she reached the bottom of the stairs. “I got to go.” Color spotted cheeks. “I don't want to be late.”“Okay,” I said, my brow furrowing. Something...twinged through my stomach. “I love you.”She paused at the front door. “I love you, honey.”I opened my mouth to ask. “Not here, Dollface. Ver pub.”I handed him a card with the Rachael Adams’ 800 number on it. “Allentown. Let me know when.”Grunwald, like Matt had said, had been fairly easy for the FBI to track down. The police drawing from my description. The odd, accented speech patterns. Left handed. Nosing around the fringes of Kiryas Square.I had ambushed Grunwald in the parking lot for Katz’s Deli near downtown Trenton, New Jersey. He was alone, vigorously implementing a toothpick. I was parked beside an. More

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