Betrayal in Death

Betrayal in Death

J. D. Robb

Language: English

Pages: 368

ISBN: 0425178579

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

From #1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts, writing as J.D. Robb, comes a new novel in the futuristic series…Detective Eve Dallas investigates a homicide on familiar grounds: her husband’s hotel—and finds herself up against a murderer with a passion for the finer things in life—and death…

At the luxurious Roarke Palace Hotel, a maid walks into suite 4602 for the nightly turndown—and steps into her worst nightmare. A killer leaves her dead, strangled by a thin silver wire. He’s Sly Yost, a virtuoso of music and murder. A hit man for the elite. Lieutenant Eve Dallas knows him well. But in this twisted case, knowing the killer doesn’t help solve the crime. Because there’s someone else involved. Someone with a more personal motive. And Eve must face a terrifying possibility—that the real target may, in fact, be her husband Roarke…
















and waited for him at Rendezvous. I was worried sick about Vinnie.” “Sorry. Didn’t think of it. At the time, he was my priority.” “Of course.” And breathing a little easier, Magda smiled. “The important thing is Vince got treatment quickly.” She glanced toward the ballroom. “He’s going to hate missing all this, after all his hard work.” “Yeah,” Eve said. “Bad break.” “Man, Dallas, you were so good.” Peabody beamed as they rode the private elevator to base control. “Maybe you should have

time’s passed I’m after thinking since I had a pint with old friends.” “So you’ve looked me up, and we’re having our pint. Now, why don’t you tell me what’s behind it all?” Mick leaned back against the door, lifted the pint to his lips, and studied Roarke with those dancing eyes. “There never was any getting over on you. A natural radar you’ve always had for bullshit. But the fact is what I’ve told you is true as gold. It just so happens that it occurred to me that you might be interested in

samples.” “Keep your hands in your pockets and your mind on the job.” “But if it’s free—” “They’ll just talk you into spending six months’ pay on gunk to go with the giveaways.” The place smells like a jungle, was all Eve could think. Hot, oversweet, and eerily sexual. “It’s got to be the oldest con in the books.” “I won’t buy anything.” She spotted one of the enhancement displays with all those fascinating colors. Girl toys, she thought. And yearned. But all the color and flash was nothing

apprised of every change, every step, every function of security at the hotel. A door guard has a butt rash, I want to know what kind. Understood?” “Yes, sir.” Now, she drew a breath. “Commander?” He had the faintest of smiles on his face. “Lieutenant?” “I’d like to request that you use whatever weight you might deem appropriate with your connections in the FBI and East Washington. I want some elbow room, and Jacoby’s not going to give it to me unless . . .” She trailed off before she

Roarke’s lap. Even as she stepped toward the ’link, the problem walked into her office. “What the hell are you doing here?” “Believe me, Lieutenant, this visit is every bit as distasteful for me as it is for you.” Summerset glanced around her cramped office, skimmed his elegant gaze over her stingy window, her lumpy chair. Sniffed. “No, I see it could never be as distasteful for you.” She walked around him, shut her door with a bad-tempered slam. “You ditched my men.” “I may have to live

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