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in?”
    “Sure.” 
    Seraphina led him to the dining room before excusing herself to change into something more appropriate.  Having a crush on the police detective wasn’t exactly part of the plan, and it wasn’t as though Seraphina actually expected anything to come from it, but it was a nice distraction during those lonely moments just before she went to sleep where her eyes were closed, her body exhausted, but her mind cruel and awake, thinking and overanalyzing everything she should have, could have, would have done to save her grandfather.  Though such criticisms still existed, she wasn’t as plagued by them as she had been before meeting Christopher Williams.
    For a police detective, Christopher Williams was handsome, with curly black hair and those sea-blue eyes.  Whenever he smiled, a dimple popped in his left cheek, and he had this way of making whomever it was that he was talking to feel safe.  Or maybe that was just Seraphina.  He wasn’t too tall, barely five foot nine, and though he didn’t have that much muscle on him, he was compact, looking as though he could hold his own in a fight even if his opponent was bigger and stronger than he was.  Today, he wore a blue long-sleeved shirt – just setting his blue eyes off even more than they did on their own – and grey slacks, with recently polished black loafers.  Very professional, indeed.
    Seraphina figured the detective might want to talk to herself and her sister, so Seraphina coaxed Katella out of the shower, and after a few minutes of throwing on conservative clothing, the two sisters joined the detective in the dining room.
    “Would you like some coffee, detective?” Katella asked.  She had always been a good hostess, even when the two sisters were young and threw sleepovers.  In fact, Katella was quite a pro at making coffee and she didn’t even drink the stuff.
    “Yes please,” he said, nodding.  His eyes rolled up to the high ceiling and then to the wall before following the hallway out and into the living room.  “Nice digs you got here.”
    “Oh,” Seraphina said, taking a seat across from the detective.  She felt her face flush, but this time, for a different reason.  She always got uncomfortable when people noticed and mentioned the fact that she could afford to be nicer things than women her age, feeling as though perhaps she didn’t deserve such an extravagance at such a young age.  Of course, a voice in her head that sounded suspiciously like her grandfather would remind her that both she and her sister had gone through more than other kids their age. “Yeah, thanks.  It was a gift.”
    “Your grandfather must have really loved you guys,” Christopher said more to himself then thanked Katella once she handed him the black coffee.
    “We were all he had,” Katella said as she sat next to her sister with own glass of orange juice.  Her eyes were slightly narrowed, as though she saw Christopher’s words as some sort of criticism against the sisters.
    “You both must have been close to him.”
    “We were.”
    Seraphina watched as he took a long gulp of coffee, surprised that he didn’t shrink back at the heat.  Maybe he was used to drinking hot liquids and his tongue developed a blister from it or something.
    “This is some good coffee,” he said once he finished.  “Wow.  I’m impressed.”
    “Detective Williams” –
    “Chris,” the detective corrected Katella.
    Seraphina watched as her sister forced a smile.  “Chris.  I don’t mean to be rude, but I have to be at work soon in order to go over proposed idea for this season’s events.  Is there any way we could get right to it?”
    “So the Gulls are going to play this season?” Chris asked, directing the question at Seraphina rather than Katella.  “Awesome.  I love the Gulls.”  He looked back at the older sister and nodded his head.  “Of course, Ms. Hanson.  Again, I apologize for the intrusion.  We’ve gone through the