But Kati didn’t taste anything she ate. She felt as if she were in the throes of some terrible fever, and every time she glanced at Egan, it got worse. He was wearing a shirt and his boots now, with his dark slacks, and he was still beautiful. Kati could hardly drag her eyes away. “You must have been late last night,” Ada remarked to her brother. “I didn’t hear you come in.” “I let myself be talked into going to a party after the show,” he muttered. “Damned bunch of freaks. It was like a drugstore in there.” “You left,” Ada said with certainty. “I left. And took Jennie with me. And she screamed bloody murder all the way back to her apartment.” He laughed shortly. “Which got her nowhere at all. She knew how I felt about that from the beginning, I never made any secret of it.” “Things are different in the city, Egan,” Ada said sadly. “Very different.” His head lifted. “Geography doesn’t change what’s right and what isn’t,” he said shortly.
