" Yes, I think it would've disrupted a tender moment," he replied."You found it and then you continued as if nothing was wrong!" She began wiping tear...s from her eyes. "I feel absolutely ... used ... violated, Loren. I never expected to feel that from you!" She threw off the covers, picked up her pillow and a knitted afghan from the bed and headed toward the door."Where are you going?" he asked."To sleep on the sofa."Loren sighed. He closed his eyes. The sound of Abrielle crying reached his. The prudent part of her brain cried ‘Danger’. Her groin thought otherwise and Louise found her hands pulling open the door. ‘We’re closed.’ ‘You could have fooled me. I would have thought almost closed would be more accurate.’ ‘Okay, come in.’ ‘Your assistants appear to have gone. Do you think it’s safe?’ Louise gritted. God it might not be safe. He eyed her seriously. ‘I meant for me.’ Louise’s befuddlement continued. What the hell did ‘I meant for me’ mean? Then she grinned. The stupid. The original evidence was still in the University Campus Police system and in the physical evidence room, this was a digital copy of the tests run. She entered the password to decode the names involved. ‘Oh, shit.’ she muttered to herself, letting her fall back into the comfort of her chair. ‘Oh my fucking God.’ The ‘standard’ test for the last year was to see if the psychopath Ned was involved, and Ned’s DNA profile had garnered an 80% match. That wasn’t enough, and it triggered an automatic. ‘Your hands are freezing! What’s the matter? Maybe you are coming down with a bug, Rosanna. You should see Dr. Edwards tomorrow,’ she announced. ‘No, I…really, Mattie. I don’t think it’s that serious. I’ll get some over-the-counter stuff.’ ‘You have that meeting for your new staff on Monday. You want to be at your best, Rosanna,’ Matilda continued, brushing a lock of Rosanna’s hair out of her eyes. Rosanna thought that perhaps Matilda might be right about the sick thing because right now she.