How long had she been sitting there? The body was still warm. How long did they stay warm? She tried to remember from her study, but her head was in too much of a mess. She didn"t hear John and Charlie arrive. Not until John jammed the door closed. Charlie was at her side. He held her head in his hands, he was talking to her, but she couldn"t make out what he was saying. She concentrated on the warmth that was growing around her face, grounding herself on the familiarity of him.
“I killed a cop, Charlie,” she told him.
“Did he hurt you?”
She frowned; what did that have to do with anything? “Not really. Charlie, he"s a cop.”
“Don"t worry about that. Are you okay?”
She nodded.
“What happened?”
“He"s Mark"s partner. I think he came here to r**e me. He put a knife to my throat so I made
