WE WEREN'T BACK in the car for five seconds before I was pressing my palms against Molinari's in an exhilarated, drawn-out high five. Deputy director or not, he had handled himself pretty well.
"That was good, Molinari." I could hardly contain my smile. "And you know how clumsy these police goons can be when they're lugging1 heavy evidence...."
Our eyes locked, and suddenly I was feeling that nervous-ness and attraction again. I put the car in gear. "I don't know what's supposed to happen with your contacts," I said, "but I think we'd better start by calling this in."
Molinari speed-dialed his office with Hardaway's name and aliases2. We got a quick response. His Seattle file detailed3 a criminal past. Weapons possession, arms theft, bank rob-bery. By tomorrow morning we would know everything about him.
Suddenly I realized I hadn't heard from Jill. "I gotta make a call," I said to Molinari, punching in her cell phone number.
Jill's voice mail came on. "Hi, it's District Attorney Jill Bernhardt...."
Damn, Jill usually had her cell phone on. But I remem-bered about how she said she had a long day ahead in court. "It's me, Lindsay. It's two o' clock. Where you been?" I thought about saying more, but I wasn't in private. "Call me. I want to know how you are."
"Something wrong?" Molinari said when I hung up.
I shook my head. "A friend... She threw her husband out last night. We were supposed to talk. It's just that the guy's turned into a real creep."
"She's lucky, then," Molinari said, "to have a cop for a friend."
The thought amused me. Jill lucky to have a cop for a friend. I thought of calling her at the office, but she'd get back to me as soon as she turned on her phone. "Trust me, she can handle herself."
We turned on the ramp4 to the Bay Bridge. I didn't even have to use the top hat, as there was almost no traffic into the city. "Smooth sailing," I said. "We caught a break. Finally."
"Listen, Lindsay..." Molinari turned to me, his tone changed. "What do you think about having dinner with me tonight?"
"Dinner?" I thought for a second. I turned to him. "I think we know that might not be the best idea."
Molinari nodded in a resigned way, as if the thought got the better of him. "Still, we both gotta eat...." He curled a smile.
Holding the wheel, I felt my palms starting to sweat. Geez. There were a hundred reasons why this could be wrong. But hell, we had lives, too.
I looked at Molinari and smiled. "We gotta eat."
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