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" Ah . . . listen. It’s better for your case, and your fancy lawyers would back me up, if you and I aren’t seen running around together. Primary investigator and defendant. It doesn’t look good.” “You mean I can’t—” Mavis shut her mouth, regrouped. “All right then, we won’t go running around together. Leonardo can work here. Roarke won’t mind, will you?” “On the contrary.” He took a satisfied drag on his cigarette. “I think it’s a perfect solution.” “One big happy family,” Eve mumbled. “The primary, the defendant, and the tenant of the murder scene, who also happens to be the victim’s former lover and the defendant’s current. Are you all insane? "
― J.D. Robb , Immortal in Death (In Death, #3)
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" I can’t let her stand trial.” Her head lolled; she snapped it back. “I have to find . . . I need to go . . .” She couldn’t even lift her weighted arm to her head. “Damn it, Roarke, damn it, that was a tranq.” “Go to sleep,” he murmured and gently unhooked her weapon harness and set it aside. “Lie back.” “Inducing chemicals on unknowing people is a violation of . . .” She slipped deeper, barely felt him unbutton her shirt. “Arrest me in the morning,” he suggested. He undressed her, then himself, before slipping into bed beside her. “Just sleep now.” She slept, but even there, dreams chased her. "
― J.D. Robb , Immortal in Death (In Death, #3)