CHAPTER SIX
“Stop worrying about me, Leslie,” Osana said into the speaker of her office phone that night. “I’ll be fine.”
“You gotta be going crazy with this murder and all.”
“Trust me, staying late and getting work done is taking my mind off things. I refuse to let it stress me out any more than it has.” Osana peered over her reading glasses as she typed. “I’m gonna type the rest of these reports for the next meeting then I’ll be home. Why don’t you treat yourself for once and go to a movie or something?”
“Well, I have been waiting to see the new Vin Diesel flick.” Leslie grinned. “I love me some Vin.”
“Yes, you do.” Osana smiled. “You never take time for yourself and always worrying about me. You deserve a life, Leslie.”
“Am I complaining?”
“Get off this phone and go spend two hou
