Roxanne didn't sleep well that night, thinking about the clue, worrying about Tom, fretting about becoming a mother. The next morning she pulled herself out of bed and sat on the couch with a cup of coffee. Once she heard the key in the lock, she jumped up and hurried to the door. Seeing Tom, sleepy and disheveled, she jumped in his arms.
“I'm so sorry. I can't believe you had to spend the night in jail. I know I should be more careful, but I really think there's more to it than a stolen permit and…"
Tom cringed a little. She could see his shoulders slump too, showing his weariness. She had wanted to be forthright with him and tell him what she found, but she could see he needed some rest first.
She led him to his bed where he sat down and flung off his shoes. He lay on his side and pu
