Cold Paradise

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Elaine’s late.

Stone Barrington finished his osso buco as Elaine wandered over from another table and sat down.

“So?” she asked.

“ ‘So?' What kind of question is that?“

“It means, 'tell me everything.'"

Stone looked up to see Dino struggling to shut the front door behind him. Dino was his former partner, now a lieutenant, head of the detective squad at the 19th Precinct.

Dino came over, sloughing off a heavy topcoat. “Jesus,” he said, hanging up his coat, muffler and hat. “There’s already six inches of snow out there, and there’s at least thirty knots of wind.”

“How are we going to get home?” Stone wondered aloud.

“Don’t worry, my driver’s out there now, putting the chains on the car.” Dino now rated a car and driver from the NYPD.

Stone shook his head. “Poor bastard. It’s tough enough being a cop without drawing you for a boss.”

“What do you mean?” Dino demanded, offended. “The kid’s getting an education working for me. They don’t teach this stuff at the academy.”

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