Heat Wave

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ABC Amber LIT Converter http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html Heat Wave Richard Castle

To the extraordinary KB and all my friends at the 12th Contents One It was always the same for her when she arrived… Two Nikki Heat’s footsteps echoed back at her off the concrete… Three Heat and Rook trailed two steps behind Noah Paxton as… Four Nikki didn’t go home following the movie after all. She… Five There is very little chance of a high-speed pursuit on… Six Nikki stepped into the rooftop bar of the Soho House… Seven Even as she stood frozen in her hallway, Nikki’s first… Eight When Detective Heat nosed the Crown Vic out of underground… Nine

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ABC Amber LIT Converter http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html Nikki Heat’s apartment building was not the Guilford. It was… Ten Nikki led him wordlessly into her bedroom and set the… Eleven Thirty minutes later, Detective Heat stepped off the Guilford’s elevator… Twelve The three detectives and Rook maintained a tense silence as… Thirteen In the precinct interrogation room, the biker, Brian Daniels, seemed… Fourteen Raley came back into the bullpen dangling his sport coat… Fifteen Jameson Rook stood in the precinct Observation Room staring in… Sixteen Nikki was tucking in her blouse as she sailed down… Seventeen The receptionist at Starr Real Estate Development popped back on… Eighteen On their drive back from the M.E.’s office, Nikki didn’t… Nineteen Heat, Raley, Ochoa, and Rook crossed through the lobby of… Twenty “Stop squirming,” said Noah Paxton. Rook started to turn his…

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ONE It was always the same for her when she arrived to meet the body. After she unbuckled her seat belt, after she pulled a stick pen from the rubber band on the sun visor, after her long fingers brushed her hip to feel the comfort of her service piece, what she always did was pause. Not long. Just the length of a slow deep breath. That’s all it took for her to remember the one thing she will never forget. Another body waited. She drew the breath. And when she could feel the raw edges of the hole that had been blown in her life, Detective Nikki Heat was ready. She opened the car door and went to work. The wallop of one hundred degrees almost shoved her back in the car. New York was a furnace, and the soft pavement on West 77th gave under her feet like she was walking on wet sand. Heat could have made it easier on herself by parking closer, but this was another of her rituals: the walk up. Every crime scene was a flavor of chaos, and these two hundred feet afforded the detective her only chance to fill the clean slate with her own impressions.Thanks to the afternoon swelter, the sidewalk was nearly empty. The neighborhood lunch rush was over, and tourists were either across the street cooling in the American Museum of Natural History or seeking refuge in Starbucks over iced drinks ending in vowels. Her disdain for the coffee drinkers dissolved into a mental note to get one herself on the way back to the precinct. Ahead she clocked a doorman at the apartment building just her side of the barrier tape that encircled the sidewalk café. His hat was off and he was sitting on the worn marble steps with his head between his knees. She looked up at the hunter green canopy as she passed him and read the building name: The Guilford. Did she know the uniform flashing her the smile? She rapid-fired a slideshow of faces but stopped when she realized he was just checking her out. Detective Heat smiled back and parted her linen blazer to give him something else to fantasize about. His face rearranged itself when he saw the shield on her waistband. The young cop lifted the...
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