He tucked me against his side and I leaned into his warmth, feeling drowsy. Whatever had happened with Tanya that night, he was with me now. That was the most important thing. "Cat," he said, rousing me some time later. "I've been thinking." "Call the Church, it's a miracle." "You can work on the Scarletti case on company time." I sat up with a jolt and rubbed my eyes. "Are you really Will Knight?" "Cat, I'm serious." "Or are you an alien invading the body of my boss, because the Will Knight I work for is—" "Inflexible?" "Um, yeah, that's what I was going to say." Actually, I was going to say mean but his word worked just as well. "What about your policy against domestics?" "Lou's dead so technically it's not a domestic anymore." I wasn't convinced. He was under the impression I'd given up Roberta's case a week earlier, so why re-open it? Maybe he wanted to cash in. Lou's murder had hit the papers. If Roberta's jewels had anything to do with the death, then Knight Investigations would have free publicity if we found them and solved the murder.
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