"Minutes after Eve stepped into her office to coordinate her next move, Peabody rushed in. "I've got the initial sweeper's report on the room the Lombards vacated--nothing," Peabody said hurriedly. "Canvassing cops found the bar--one block east, two south of the hotel. Door was unlocked. Zana's purse was inside on the floor. I have a team heading there now." "You've been busy," Eve said. "How did you manage to fit in sex?" "Sex? I don't know what you're talking about. I bet you want coffee." She darted to the AutoChef, then whirled back. "How do you know I had sex? Do you have sex radar?" "Your shirt's not buttoned right, and you've got a fresh hickey on your neck."