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so, and threw it in her bottom desk drawer. “It’s a good thing my undershirt is black,” she said, moving the strap to the side and pulling off the rest of the dislodged bandage. “I wouldn’t have been too happy to ruin two shirts at once.”
    “So, are you going to explain that?” he asked not taking his eyes off of the four inch wide scrape running across her collar bone and down her arm. “It looks like someone took sandpaper to you. And you scraped your face.” He reached up and tucked the hair behind her ear before turning her chin to get a better look. He gently ran his thumb over the small scrap, sending a shiver through her.
    “It’s just a running injury,” she said when he released her chin. She reached into the open drawer and pulled out a first aid kit and a clean shirt.
    “What, did you run into something?” he asked, taking the first aid kit out of her hands and opening it. He grabbed a package of gauze and a roll of medical tape out before handing it back to her. “And do you often find yourself in need of a clean shirt at work?” He looked down into the open drawer to find two more clean shirts.
    “What makes you think that I ran into something?” she said defensively. “I could have fallen, or something else not so embarrassing.”
    “Did you?” he raised his eyebrow. He placed the gauze gently against her shoulder and taped it firmly in place.
    “No, I ran into something. It was dark,” she admitted. “So it wasn’t really my fault.”
    He looked as if he couldn’t decide whether to tease or lecture her.
    “Well, that should teach you that you shouldn’t run in the dark. Tell me that someone was around with a camera,” he chuckled. “Or at least describe it in great detail.”
    “Oh, shut up,” she said as she stood to put on her new shirt. “Am I going to be teased about everything today?”
    “What else are you getting teased about?” he asked curiously.
    Instead of answering, she shot him a ‘do you even need to ask’ gaze.
    “Ah,” he said, catching on quickly. “I take it Detective Wilcome is giving you a hard time about our dinner last night?” He seemed almost pleased by the realization.
    “And Matthews.”
    “How does he know?” he asked.
    “Well, apparently Sherri Wilcome and Katy Matthews are very good friends, and we were the topic of their girls night conversation last night,” she explained. She finished buttoning her shirt and sat back down.
    He just smiled at her.
    “And according to Matthews, Sherri Wilcome thinks that you’re a sweetheart,” she tried to redirect the conversation.
    He sat up straight and flashed a prideful smile. “Well, that’s because I am.” After pushing himself off of her desk, he winked at her and walked toward the door. “I’ll let you know as soon as I find out what the trace is,” he called back over his shoulder.
    After he disappeared through the door, Rilynne’s mind drifted back to the comment that Matthews had made. “Modest given his circumstances,” she said under her breath. She sat pondering his meaning for several minutes before finally getting up and walking into the conference room.
    “What did you mean modest given…” She trailed off when she realized he was not alone in the room.
    “We just got the phone records in,” Matthews said, holding up the stack of papers in his hand. “Grab the map on the corner of my desk and we can get these charted.” Rilynne followed the tech out of the room, and picked up the folded city map off of the far corner of Matthews desk.
    “So, what did you mean by modest given his circumstances?” she asked when she walked back into the conference room. He took the map and laid it down across the table.
    “Here, you take these,” he said as he handed her half of the stack. “It doesn’t give us exact locations, but we’ll have the cell towers that the calls pinged off of. If we can find areas that he frequented, we might be able to narrow down our search