relative. The screeningâs pretty thorough, but that doesnât mean your average violent offender doesnât slip through.â
âA problem in all areas of life.â Bypassing the coffee, Roarke opted for two fingers of whiskey. âIâve got your buildings.â
âAlready?â
âThe longest part of the process was designing a program that met the criteria. After that?â He shrugged, sipped.
âYou designed a program?â About half the time, she thought, she could barely operate a program without getting pissed off.
âI did. An interesting experiment.â
âE-geeks are handy. You have the list of potential buildings?â
âI am, and I do. But I thought youâd like a visual. When your office is redone, weâll be able to do this via hologram, but for now . . .â He set down his whiskey and gestured for her to stand, took her place, tapped some keys.
A slice of Manhattan flashed on screen.
âThese are the boundaries you gave me, from the crime scene back to the river, with the north and south streets. And here . . .â He tapped another set of keys, and buildings began to fade away.
âOkay, okay, I get it. High-security buildings eliminated. Excellent.â
âAnd buildings under four stories.â
âRight. So these building remaining are potential nests. I needââ
âThereâs more.â Because he was quick, and she was focused on the screen, he had her pulled into his lap before she could object.
âWorking, ace.â
âSo am I. What you see are buildings with a reasonably clear sight line to the targets. Butââ Keeping an arm around her waist, he keyed in some more. Several other buildings faded off. âI eliminated those with mid- to high-level security. You might need to factor those in at some point, as there are always ways around security, but for now, those remaining are zero to low-level. Apartments, mid-range hotels, SROs, and flops, your occasional studio for dance or art classes or what have you, a couple of office spaces.â
âWith low-level available, why risk high? But yeah, better to have them on tap if nothing else pans out. If I couldââ
âStill more.â
With another tap, thin blue and red lines flashed on.
âThe blue is your possibleâwindows or rooftop of these buildings.Red is high probability, again factoring in your theory with Lowenbaum, from the east, low-security building.â
She started to rise to her feet to get a closer look, but got pulled back down. And considering all, relaxed into it.
âThe program contains an algorithm, utilizes your crime scene footage, with calculations built in for the wind speed, temperature, probable velocity and angle, and . . . more math and calculations than you want to hear about.â
âYou built a program that factors the variables with the known, and gives visual probabilities.â
âIn simple terms, more or less.â
âYouâre not just handy. This is e-genius level.â
âModesty doesnât prevent me from agreeing. Actually, it was an interesting bit of work.â
A lot of buildingsâa hell of a lot, she considered. But also a hell of a lot less than sheâd had to consider a couple hours before.
So she hooked an arm around his neck, shifted enough to look at him. âI bet itâs not free.â
âDarling, your appreciation is all the payment I need.â
âAnd sex.â
âI thought they were one in the same.â Smiling, he kissed her.
âThis probably rates appreciation sex.â But for now, she shifted again, studied the screen. âHow about the buildings with high probability that also have privacy screensâstandard.â
âAh, clever girl. Youâd hardly want some passerby or gawking tourist with a camera catching you poised with a weapon in a