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“Sir, we don't need you at the crime scene. Ms. Maloof is the only one who needs to be there to let us know if anything is off.”

“I will be accompanying her,” Conner said with a sense of finality as he glared at the man.

“Okay, but you’ll have to stay outside.”

“Fine.”

“We need your address, Ms. Maloof.”

“I wrote it down. It's in there,” she said gesturing to the notebook she had just written all her personal information in.

“Thank you. I think we have what we need. We’ll meet you at your apartment in thirty minutes.”

“We'll be there,” Conner said.

The detectives loaded up Sasha's devices and left. She gave a shuddering breath. Conner fought all his instincts screaming at him to sweep this beautiful woman into his arms and fix all her problems.

Once everyone cleared out they were alone with Hillary and Brady.

“I’m sorry, Sasha. I know that was hard,” Hillary said, offering her a kind smile.

“We need to talk about how to deal with it on our end,” Brady said.

“We’re willing to give you a small leave of absence until this is dealt with,” Hilary said.

“No. I don't want that. I can keep working.”

“Okay, how do you feel about traveling?” asked Brady.

“I still want to travel.”

“She can stay with me,” Conner cut in. “When I'm on the ice she's safe with the organization.”

“Is that what you want?” Brady asked Sasha.

She nodded.

“Do you have a safe place to stay now?” he asked.

“She's staying with me. I have a gate and a good alarm system,” said Conner.

“Okay, all of the works. Our only stipulation is when we travel you stay with the team. No sight-seeing or bars,” said Brady carefully.

“Of course,” Sasha said quickly.

“Is there anything else you need from us?”

She shook her head.

“Okay. There’ll be a lawyer waiting for you at the station,” said Brady as he closed his laptop.

“Sasha,” Hilary said as she reached across the table for her hand. “None of this is your fault. You know that right?”

And once again, Sasha just nodded.

“I think we need to get back to my place to get that note and meet the detective at your apartment,” Conner said standing with her hand still in his.

And once again Sasha didn't say anything. The broken look on her face gutted him. He kept hold of her hand and guided her out of the conference room.

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