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spoke since she'd sat on the sofa.
    "No." Clooney squeezed her hands until she lifted her head. They needed to look in your eyes, he knew. To believe you, to take comfort, they needed to see it all in your eyes. "Of course it's not."
    "He'd never have been working there if not for me. I didn't want to go back to work after Jilly was born. I wanted to stay home. The money, the professional mother's salary was so much less than -- "
    "Patsy, Taj was happy you were content to stay home with the children. He was so proud of them and of you."
    "I can't -- Chad." She pulled her hands free, pressed them to her face. "How can I tell him? How can we live without Taj? Where is he?" She dropped her hands, looked around blindly. "I have to go see him. Maybe there's a mistake."
    It was, Eve knew, her time. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Kohli, there's no mistake. I'm Lieutenant Dallas. I'm in charge of the investigation."
    "You saw Taj." Patsy got shakily to her feet.
    "Yes. I'm sorry, very sorry for your loss. Can you talk to me, Mrs. Kohli? Help me find the person who did this?"
    "Lieutenant Dallas," Roth began, but Patsy shook her head.
    "No, no. I want to talk. Taj would want me to. He'd want... Where's Jilly? Where's my baby?"
    "I, ah..." Feeling sticky again, Eve gestured to the hamper.
    "Oh." Patsy wiped tears from her face, smiled. "She's so good. Such a love. She hardly ever cries. I should put her in her crib."
    "I'll do that for you, Patsy." Clooney rose. "You talk to the lieutenant." He gave Eve a quiet look, full of sorrow and understanding. "That's what Taj would want. Do you want us to call someone for you? Your sister?"
    "Yes." Patsy drew in a breath. "Yes, please. If you'd call Carla for me."
    "Captain Roth will do that for you, won't you, Captain? While I put the baby down."
    Roth struggled, set her teeth. It didn't surprise Eve to see the annoyance. Clooney had essentially taken over, gently. And this wasn't a woman who liked taking orders from her sergeant.
    "Yes, of course." With a final warning look at Eve, she walked into the next room.
    "Are you with Taj's squad?"
    "No, I'm not."
    "No, no, of course." Patsy rubbed her temple. "You'd be with Homicide." She started to break, the sound coming through her lips like a whimper. And Eve watched with admiration as she toughened up. "What do you want to know?"
    "Your husband didn't come home this morning. You weren't concerned?"
    "No." She reached back, braced a hand on the arm of the couch, and lowered herself down. "He'd told me he'd probably go into the station from the club. He sometimes did that. And he said he was meeting someone after closing."
    "Who?"
    "He didn't say, just that he had someone to see after closing."
    "Do you know of anyone who wished him harm, Mrs. Kohli?"
    "He was a cop," she said simply. "Do you know anyone who wishes you harm, Lieutenant?"
    Fair enough, Eve thought and nodded. "Anyone specific? Someone he mentioned to you."
    "No. Taj didn't bring work home. It was a point of honor for him, I think. He didn't want anything to touch his family. I don't even know what cases he was working on. He didn't like to talk about it. But he was worried."
    She folded her hands tightly in her lap, stared down at them. Stared, Eve noted, at the gold band on her finger. "I could tell he was worried about something. I asked him about it, but he brushed it off. That was Taj," she managed with a trembling smile. "He had, well some people would say it was a male dominant thing, but it was just Taj. He was old-fashioned about some things. He was a good man. A wonderful father. He loved his job."
    She pressed her lips together. "He would have been proud to die in the line of duty. But not like this. Not like this. Whoever did this to him took that away from him. Took him away from me and from his babies. How can that be? Lieutenant, how can that be?"
    And as there was no answer to it; all Eve could do was ask more questions.

CHAPTER TWO
    "That was a rough one."
    "Yeah." Eve pulled

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