When Vincent returned to the manor, he found Dorothy sitting on the swing in the garden, lost in her own thoughts.
She was so deep in them that she didn't even notice him approaching. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her from behind, making her jump so hard she almost fell off the swing.
She turned, clutching her chest and giving him a light, playful slap. "You scared the hell out of me! When did you get back?"
"Didn't mean to startle you," he said with a grin, kissing her on the cheek. "What's got you so distracted?"
"I was thinking about the Francis Memorial Bridge," Dorothy replied, taking his hand in hers. "I went through the files Fetchie sent over. I'm sure now that someone inside Valentine Group is in cahoots with the Sunites."
Vincent's expression shifted slightly,
