anything right." "Sounds like most marriages. You guys just have to learn not to take it so personal all the time like it's the end of the world." "But I try to walk away. That doesn't work. She just follows me, runs her mouth, and just drives me so fucking crazy. I don't know if I'm cut out for this. We've been arguing a lot lately. And it's over stupid shit—nothing of consequence. I can't take a shit without her riding my ass about something." "I believe two people in love should work out their crap. But if all you do is argue, have you thought maybe you should just let it go before one of you kills the other?" "Too late for that," Daniel muttered. "What does that mean?" Daniel took a breath and closed his file. "We're too old to break up now. It's just mindless arguments. Eventually she'll get bored and give up this whole gay crap for some new stuff." "So you can both sit around—you watching sports, withering away, and her, knitting and wishing you'd eat shit and die?" Daniel laughed. "Sad, but true. No one else would put up with our bull anyway. What's up?" Leo eyed Daniel for a bit. There was something about the mood he was in that worried Leo but he took a breath and leaned back in his seat, hearing the chair creak slightly. "Did you get the lab results and stuff?" "Yeah. So I guess you heard." "I heard. Don't know what to make of it. I'm still stuck on the break-in. I was thinking I'd swing by there today and go over the scene, now that it's been cleaned. Maybe there is more to see in the tidy than in the mess." "You're going all deep on me again. Anyway, the prints came back from the lab too. There's nothing there. All the prints are from Jazmon and a few were found of Anderson's in the kitchen. It seems the guy is smart and wore gloves." "What about the break-in?" "They're still running those. They're mostly partials. I don't think there's a break there." The door to the break room burst open and Isha hurried in. "Damn you two are hard to find. Listen we caught another case and they're asking for both of you." "Son of a bitch," Leo muttered. He followed Isha and his partner out the door, stopping only to grab his coat. They drove to the crime scene while he desperately tried reaching Anderson. His panic grew when Anderson didn't answer his calls. At the scene while everyone rushed to the house, Leo tried again but still no response. That gave him more incentive to climb from the car and duck beneath the yellow tape. But when he saw the body, it wasn't Anderson. It was the woman who'd helped Leo avoid failing high school. Leo shook his head. He was so confused. She was naked, head detached and sitting between her legs. The room was once again clean with a love-lies-bleeding sitting on the floor beside her body. On the wall was the same damn quote from "The Raven". "Oh god." "You know her?" Daniel asked. As Isha stuck the thermometer into Mrs Harrison's body, Leo turned his head away. His chest heaved, causing his heart to hammer painfully in his chest. He could barely breathe. The room was all of a sudden so warm he wanted to remove his coat. "Yeah. This is starting to not be funny anymore." "Funny?" "It never was. Just a figure of speech. I just don't understand. Both these victims are people I know. I'm the connection." "We'll put a rush on everything, Kim," Isha explained. "Don't start jumping to conclusions yet and driving yourself crazy. This could all be a coincidence." "I don't see how. All these people are people who were good to me." "Well I think we should make a list of all those people you can think of and put a shadow on them. We can't be too careful." Leo nodded and walked from the room. He'd stuck around as long as he could. How sad was it he could now smell death the moment he walked into a room? He hadn't even been a cop as long as some others and it was already ingrained in him. He'd already become jaded against it all and it was killing him inside. It was like the walls