Christa Chapman

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“Let’s go, Peabody. Detective Sergeant.” Jenkinson looked over, sent her a grin. “Lieutenant, sir!” “Watch the kids while I’m gone.” “As always.” Peabody waited until they were out of earshot. “I actually like today’s tie.” “Don’t make me hurt you,” Eve warned, and took the glides down.
Random in Death (In Death, #58)
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