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She put her hand on his arm to slow him down “Will you look at this first?”

He frowned, not slowing down much She handed him the printouts from Jeff’s YouAreJustMyType profile

“What is this?” Aqua asked

“You tell me”

He didn’t like it She could see that This whole break in his routine was agitating hier in upsetting him

“Aqua? Just take a look, okay?”

He did He looked at the sheets of paper She tried to read hiht she saw soht up in his eyes

“Aqua?”

There was fear in his voice “Why are you showing these to me?”

“Does he look like someone you know?”

“No,” he said

She felt her heart crash Then Aqua started to hurry away

“It doesn’t look like Jeff, Kat It is Jeff”

Chapter 9

Kat had just hung up the phone, replaying Monte Leburne’s words in her head for the ued as “YouAreJustMyType Instant Message!” popped up on her screen

The instant e request was, she could see from the tiny profile picture, from Jeff For a moment, she just sat there, almost afraid to move or click the READ button because this contact, this connection seeile and tenuous that any sudden act on her part could snap this thinnest of a frayed thread

The heart icon next to his profile picture had a questionher approval to commence the conversation For the past three hours, Kat had been working on her father’s case The file told her nothing new and yet held all the old problee with a small Smith & Wesson This too had always bothered her Wouldn’t you go for the head shot? Wouldn’t you coainst the back of his head and pull the trigger twice? That had been Monte Leburne’s MO Why change it here? Why fire into the chest?

It didn’t mesh

Neither had so Monte Leburne said to Nurse Steiner when she asked who killed Henry Donovan: “How should I know? They visited ot arrested They told me to take the money and the fall”

Obvious question: Who were “they”?

But perhaps Monte had given her the answer “They” had visited him in prison Not only had they visited hiot arrested

Hmm

Kat had grabbed the phone and called an old friend of hers, Chris Harrop, orked for the Department of Corrections

“Kat, nice to hear from you What’s up?”

“I need a favor,” Kat said

“What a surprise I figured you were calling me for sweaty hot sex”