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that. You know, I’m just not as hungry as I thought I was. I might go back and lie down.” Christina stood and picked up her plate.
    “Just scrape that into the garbage disposal and rinse your plate. I’ll stick it in the dishwasher later,” Addie told her and Christina smiled in response.
    “Sure.”
    As she finished cleaning off her plate, she slipped back through the house and to her room. Closing the door quietly behind her, she plopped down on the bed and picked up the remote on the side table and pointed it at the TV. It flickered on and she began scrolling through the channels. Finally she settled on a talk show and lay back on the pillows.
    A knock at her door made her jump. “Who is it?”
    “Patrick. I need to talk to you.”
    Her skin crawled as she stood and opened the door a crack. “What is it?”
    “Ah, the police are here.”
    Christina blinked rapidly and pushed her hair behind her ear. “Why?”
    “They need to talk to you, is what they said. Addie is getting the kids interested in a craft in the play room. I’m going to go join them for now. You’ll be all right.” He smiled reassuringly.
    Christina opened the door further and stepped out into the hallway. Two police officers stood in the living room, looking very uncomfortable. “Can I help you?” Christina squeaked, her nerves getting the better of her.
    “Miss Morgan, we are sorry to bother you, but we felt it was important to see you as soon as possible,” the first police officer stated.
    “Okay. What’s going on?”
    “Yesterday a middle-aged gentleman was found in his apartment hung by strands of Christmas lights. A suicide,” the second police officer commented.
    “Okay? What does this have to do with me?” Christina shuddered.
    “That man was Rand Walker.”
    Her throat closed in panic at hearing his name and she wavered on her feet. The last thing she remembered was the officer asking if she was okay.
    Her eyes flicked open and she found herself lying on the couch in the living room. “What happened?”
    “You passed out,” Patrick blurted. “Because they shocked you.”
    “We’re really sorry.” The officers chorused. “We just wanted to let you know that your attacker was found.”
    “Why did he kill himself?” Christina asked, her voice shaking.
    “He left a note, admitting that he was the cause for the string of rapes around here in the last few years. The only thing we can figure is that when we showed the police drawing on TV, he saw it and knew people would start putting the pieces together. Jail isn’t a comfortable place for a rapist. Maybe he got scared.”
    “So, he can’t hurt anyone anymore?” Christina whispered.
    “No, he can’t. We also found your belongings in his house. A purse with your wallet inside. There was no evidence in it and we can release the item to you. I am sure you’d like to have your things.”
    “Okay,” she mumbled, numbness settling in firmly around her heart. If I just shut it off, I don’t have to feel anything…
    The officer left the room and soon came back with her purse in hand. “Miss Morgan, you brought him to a stop. He won’t be hurting any other young women.”
    “But did he get justice?”
    “I think death is probably the ultimate justice. He will never hurt anyone again.”
    Christina accepted her purse from the officer and she rummaged through it, relieved to find her wallet in one piece. The two twenty dollar bills she’d had inside were missing, but her driver’s license was inside. “Thank you for my purse.”
    “Will you be staying in the area?” the first officer asked.
    “No. I will be going back to Yale in a few days. I was only here to visit my mom and that didn’t quite pan out.” Her smile was feeble as she clutched the bag to her chest.
    “I see. Well, can you provide us with contact information in case we have any further questions for you?”
    “Sure.” Christina rattled off her address at the school and her cell phone and