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thing I can ask
her for you? Or send to her with all this?”
Custer ?apped about for a moment
taking in the carelessly tossed
?les and the clutter that de?ned the little of?ce. Satis?ed that she had
indeed left last-minute
he shook his head. “We’ll get someone from
the department to cover for her until the situation sorts itself out”
he
said graciously. “Tell her not to worry about it.”
“No”
Alex said. “I’m sure she won’t.” He watched Custer leave
and
then sank down into the chair behind the desk. Christ
he was helping
Cassie. He had just smoothed one of the snags in her escape. He stared
blankly at the manila folder
at the rough black-and-white photos scat-
tered across the desk’s surface. Skulls
and a pelvis
and a series of bones
that might have been ?ngers once. Nothing out of the ordinary for
Cassie. She’d been studying things like this since before he’d even
known her.
He was up and through the door before he could map out where he
was going. Turning through the winding campus roads of UCLA
he
made his way to the highway
to Westwood. He remembered which
apartment was Ophelia’s only because of a stooped palm tree in front
of it that Cassie said had always reminded her of an old man.
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