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Uncurling her fingers from the pepper spray, she set her purse on the counter. “Thank you for driving me home and for making sure my condo is safe. Can I get you something? Coffee?”
“You’re welcome. And yes.”
He watched her move around the clean, open kitchen. Few appliances took up counter space. Her dishes were a pale rainbow of color, like the suits she wore.
“Audrey, do you know who might have left you the rose?”
She paused in measuring the coffee, her shoulders creeping towards her ears. “No one I know would do that.”
“When did you first notice a stranger hanging around?”
She glanced over her shoulder at him and tried a smile. “Besides you?”
Ross nodded. “Someone who didn’t introduce themselves or share an interesting conversation with you.”
Audrey filled the carafe at the
