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and sofas were ranged on either side, and though nearly every seat was taken, there was a sense of order.
    The walls were a pale, pretty green decorated with framed pictures obviously drawn by children.
    There was the hacking, wheezing, the soft whimpering of the ill and the injured. But there was not, as there had been the previous winter, an underlying sense of anger and hopelessness.
    Even as she scanned the room a woman in a jumpsuit the same color as the walls came through a doorway. "Mrs. Lasio, the doctor will see you now."
    At the shift in patients, Eve crossed over to the reception window. Through it she could see updated equipment and the same sense of ordered efficiency that permeated the waiting areas.
    There was a young man at the station with a face as cheerful and harmless as a daisy. He couldn't have been more than twenty, Eve thought as he beamed up at her.
    "Good afternoon. How can we help you today?"
    "I need to see Doctor Dimatto."
    "Yes, ma'am. I'm afraid Doctor Dimatto is fully booked for the rest of this afternoon. If this is a medical emergency -- "
    "It's personal business." Eve laid her badge on the counter. "Official business. If she's tied up, have her contact me when she's free. Lieutenant Dallas, Cop Central."
    "Oh, Lieutenant Dallas. Doctor Dimatto said you might come by. She's with a patient, but if you don't mind waiting just a few minutes? You can wait in her office, and I'll tell her you're here."
    "Fine."
    He buzzed her through the door. She saw what she assumed were examining rooms on either side of a hallway, and the hallway opened into a wide pass-through where lab equipment stood on counters. From somewhere nearby, she heard a child laughing.
    "You guys expanded."
    "Yes. Dr. Dimatto was able to purchase the building that adjoined the original clinic." Still beaming smiles he led them across the pass-through, into another hallway. "She expanded and updated the clinic and its services and added pediatrics. We have six doctors now, two full-time and four on rotation, and a fully equipped lab."
    He opened a door. "Doctor Dimatto is the angel of Canal Street. Please, help yourself to the AutoChef. She'll be with you as soon as she can."
    Louise's office hadn't changed much, Eve noted. It was still small, still cramped, still crowded. And reminded Eve very much of her own space at Central.
    "Jeez, she's really done something here," Peabody commented. "It had to run her a couple million."
    "I guess." And since Eve had only donated -- okay, bribed Louise with -- a half a million for the clinic, she figured the angel of Canal Street had done some very intense, very successful fund-raising in a very short amount of time.
    "This place is better equipped, and I bet better run, than my local health center." Peabody pursed her lips. "I might switch."
    "Yeah, well." To Eve's mind one health facility was the same as another. They were all voids of hell. "You got an e-memo on you? We'll just leave the doctor a message. I want to get back to Central."
    "Maybe. Somewhere." And as Peabody dug into her pockets, Louise rushed in.
    "Got five. Need coffee." She made a beeline for the AutoChef. "Fill me in while I refuel."
    "Did you know Bryna Bankhead?"
    "No."
    "Picture Peabody." Eve took the ID photo Peabody took from her file bag, held it out. "Recognize her?"
    Louise drank coffee with one hand, dragged her other through her hair as she frowned at the image. A stethoscope and a red lollipop peeked out of her lab coat pocket. "Yes. I'd ridden in the elevator with her now and again, seen her in the local markets where I shop. I suppose I might have spoken to her, the way you do with neighbors you don't have time to know. Was she murdered?"
    "Yeah." Eve held out a copy of the suspect's image. "Recognize him?"
    "No." Louise set down her coffee, took the photo for a closer look. "No, I've never seen him before. He killed her? Why?"
    Eve handed the photos back to Peabody. "You ever treat anybody for sex-inducement