H-he a-and M-Markward, the reeve. They made me so they could have their w-way with Luise whilst she was locked in the stocks." She's lying again!" the... former reeve of Lemdalen shouted angrily."Step forward, Markward, and speak for yourself," the baron countered with barely suppressed anger."Lord Sigfrid, I always served only you. I brought Luise up for trial because Margrite and her friends lied to me. She has always been a shameless liar from when she was a young girl. I had to reprimand her. So she'd sat in that room and she'd managed through sheer will to stay professional. She had hid her intense feelings of disgust for the deadly killer by holding onto what she held dear by the skin of her teeth. She had done the job for the badge and what it stood for. But it cost her, and that cost was dear and almost more than she could take.She opened the door to go into the small room that housed the homicide bullpen, a room cluttered with papers on the walls, ancient grey metal desks,. He looked for a place to sit while he was looking Robert he saw a young woman and he noticed several things about her first her light brown hair, second her eyes they were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in his young life.And last but certainly not least he saw what she was wearing USMC dress blues with Gunnery sergeant Stripes her dress cover is sitting on the church pew next to her, after admiring her for a few minutes. Robert walked up to the church pew where she was sitting he. Besides, I was feeling really frisky and some phone play really wouldn’t have sufficed my need. To his disappointment I ended the conversation which obviously wasn’t leading anywhere. I looked over at my door and thought about who was across the hall. I thought about how he was sleeping in his tank and pajama bottoms and how his lean toned arms gripped his pillow as he slept on it. Oh how I wish that I was that pillow. I instantly got wet and hot as I developed my plan as to what I would do.