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Reggie tilted his head towards Fox. The man folded his arms across his chest and shrugged. "Then we thank you for your time, Miss Ulric."

"You can go back to work," Reggie ordered me.

I stood and walked to the door, but paused at the entrance and half-turned back to the men. "Either of you happen to sic your investigators on my apartment building?"

Fox raised an eyebrow. "No, why?"

I shrugged. "Just wondering."

I slipped from the room and their prying eyes and questions.

CHAPTER 2

"So what'd he want?" Quill asked me as I entered the mail room.

"Aren't you supposed to be harassing an officer or someone?" I returned as I got to work on the tables.

Quill sidled up beside me and leaned his back against the table. He leaned back and his eyes searched my face. "Looks like whatever it was must be juicy, so 'fess up."

I slapped down the mail in my hand and spun around to face him. "If I give you a real story will you quit bothering me?" I snapped.

He raised an eyebrow and lowered his tablet. "That depends on the story."

"How about you find out why William Fox is interested in these murders," I suggested.

Quill's eyes widened. He pushed off the table and raised the tablet. "Is this legit?"

"I just had an interview with both Reggie and Fox, and they both wanted to know about them," I revealed.

Quill tapped away at his screen keyboard. "Did they ask you anything specific?"

I turned back to my work. "Leave my name out of this."

He stepped closer and leaned towards me. "Come on, you have to give me more details than that. What'd he know?"

"Fox or Reggie?" I returned.

He snorted. "Not that old windbag. I want to know what Fox knew."

"His sources told him how many people were killed," I replied.

Quill wrinkled his nose. "Is that it?"

I paused in my work and tilted my head in his direction. "You want a bigger scoop than the owner of our paper looking into some murders with his own resources?"

Quill furrowed his brow for a moment before a smile slipped onto his lips. "I suppose that's enough for me to leave you alone, at least for now."

"For forever," I returned.

He stepped backwards towards the door. "Forever's a long time, and a reporter is always racing the clock. I'll talk to you if I need any more info. Later."

I opened my mouth to protest, but he slipped from the room. "Damn idiot. . ." I murmured as I returned to my work.

The rest of the day was uneventful. I returned to the apartment to find two unpleasant surprises. I slipped into the apartment and found that Red was seated in the chair on the opposite side of the couch and far from the door. On the couch were the pair from that morning. The woman smiled at me and the man bowed his head.

Red stood and smiled at me. "Here's the working woman now. Leila, these are Officers Pararius-" he gestured to the man first, and then the woman, "-and Leno."

"We're here to talk to you about the murders that took place last night just a few blocks away," Officer Leno explained.

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