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The dead were her business. She lived with them, worked with them, studied them. She dreamed of them. Murder no longer shocked, but it continued to repel.
The first victim is found lying on a sidewalk in the rain. The second murdered in her own apartment building. Both have had their throats slashed.
New York City homicide lieutenant Eve Dallas has no problem finding connections between the two crimes. Both women were beautiful and successful; their glamorous lives and loves the talk of the city. And their intimate relations with powerful men provide Eve with a long list of suspects - including her own lover, Roarke.
As a woman, Eve is compelled to trust the man who shares her bed. But as a cop, it's her job to follow every lead, to explore every secret passion, no matter how dark. Or how dangerous.
324 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 1, 1995
He could do that to her, and for her, she realized. He could open little pockets of peace.
"It's always a pleasure watching you wake up," he commented. "But sometimes I wonder if you want me only for my coffee."
"Well..." She grinned at him and sipped again. "I really like the food, too. And the sex isn't bad."
"You seemed to tolerate it fairly well last night."
"Don't play games with me, Roarke."
"Eve, it's my fondest wish to do just that."
"It makes me feel like an idiot. This whole thing makes me feel like an idiot. So fine; I'll be an idiot. I'll move in here. I'll tolerate that insulting robot you call a butler. I'll wear diamonds. Just don't -- " She broke, covering her face as the sobs took over. "I can't take this anymore."
"Don't. For Christ's sake, don't cry."
"I'm just tired." She rocked herself for comfort. "I'm just tired, that's all."
"Call me names." He rose, shaken and more than a little terrified by the storm of weeping. "Throw something. Take a swing at me."
She jerked back when he reached for her. "Don't. I need a minute when I'm making a fool of myself."
Ignoring her, he gathered her close. She pulled back twice, was brought back firmly against him. Then, in a desperate move, her arms came around him, clutched. "Don't go away." She pressed her face to his shoulder. "Don't go away."
"I'm not going anywhere." Gently, he stroked her back, cradled her head. Was there anything more astounding or more frightening to a man, he wondered, than a strong woman in tears? "I've been right here all along. I love you, Eve, almost more than I can stand."
"I need you. I can't help it. I don't want to."
"I know." He eased back, tucking a hand under her chin to lift her face to his. "We're going to have to deal with it."
"I missed you." She pressed her cheek to his and held him tightly. "I really missed you. I wore one of your shirts." She could laugh at herself now because he was here. She could smell him, touch him. "I actually went into your closet and stole one of your shirts -- one of the black silk ones you have dozens of. I put it on, then snuck out of the house like a thief so Summerset wouldn't catch me."
Absurdly touched, he nuzzled her neck. "At night, I'd play your transmissions over, just so I could look at you, hear your voice."
"Really?" She giggled, a rare sound from her. "God, Roarke, we've gotten so sappy."
The dead were her business. She lived with them, worked with them, studied them. She dreamed of them. And because that didn’t seem to be enough, in some deep, secret chamber of her heart, she mourned for them.
Glory in Death takes place a few months after the previous book. Murder never stops and Lieutenant Eve Dallas finds herself once again in a high-profile case when a well-known woman is murdered. And when another successful and famous woman is murdered, Eve works quickly to find connections and a list of suspects. And this is where things get complicated because once again Roarke, the man Eve has been seeing for a few months now and who is demanding more than she’s willing to risk, name keeps turning up.
For Eve nothing is more important than getting justice for the victims and stopping the killer who seems to be targeting only strong and successful women. But the closer Eve gets in her investigation, the higher the possibility she would be the next target.
He had whittled away at her until she’d given him more. Enough more to frighten her at odd moments — frighten her because she knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until he had all.
If she gave him all, then lost him, would she be in shreds?
I adore Eve and she remains my all-time favorite character. I love how tenacious she is about getting justice, not caring about politics or the toes she steps on to get the job done. She has so much smarts and heart and when it comes to Roarke and her painful past, she is very vulnerable.
He could curse her for bringing him so low he was nearly ready to beg for whatever scraps of her life she was willing to share with him.
And if he begged, if he settled, he would probably grow to hate her almost as much as he would hate himself.
I love the sexy Roarke and the main reason for that is how much he loves Eve. I also love how he continues to be helpful to her in her cases, his more criminal past makes him perfect for getting short-cuts to help her ;-)
“I love you, Eve, almost more than I can stand.”
I love how emotional their relationship is, how much they love each other and the different effect it has on them. Roarke has no problem admitting his feelings, he wants all of Eve but she is so scared of admitting how she really feels about him, fearing he would leave her and she would be nothing, so she tries to keep a part of her from him and Roarke being the bossy alpha he is refuses to accept it any more. And this causes some excellent angst in their relationship, which I enjoyed immensely!
The murder plot was very intriguing and suspenseful especially since Eve and Roarke was so very much in the middle of it and with Eve trying to get the killer and angering a lot of people, it was also VERY entertaining!
I am so in love with this series and I’m very glad that there are still so many books to read. If you’re a fan of romantic suspense then this is a must read.
For a man who had been wary of cops all of his life, it was staggering to know his happiness now depended on one.