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Sloane coan “There’s information I can share with you and information I can’t So let’s do this my way No twenty questions”

“A tall order,” Rosalyn responded drily “But, fine I’ll do my best”

“Good” Sloane pointed at the door “I want you to reenact for ht there, at the front door Pretend you just got hoet to the part where the thieves pulled the sack over your head That way, you can play it out as you remember it”

Rosalyn blinked in astonishood will it do forher proone over this story a thousand times—with the police, the FBI, and you I don’t see the point in doing it again”

“

Humor me”

An exaggerated sigh “It couldn’t have been rabbedwas in my mouth, and the rest happened in darkness”

“Fine I still want you to take it fro”

“Are you saying you want er blindly around the aparted me?”

“No I want you to visualize it in your mind’s eye, step by step, and relive it aloud”

Rosalyn shot her daughter an exasperated look, but refrained fro any more questions “I had my keys, but I didn’t need them As I told you and the authorities, the apartot to shut it behind hiot home I called out to hirabbed ed rateful If I’d seen his face, I’d probably be dead right now No such luck yesterday”

“That’s why you’ve got FBI protection No one’s getting near you,” Sloane said fervently “Noant you to freeze-frah the front door, but before you were assaulted You had a direct view of the entire living roo on? Was the place wrecked? Was there activity? Movement? Noise?”

A long, intent pause “No Nothing The room looked normal”

“You also had a good view of the breakfast nook and the kitchen Were the silverware drawers dumped? Were there pieces scattered around or were they already ?”

“Again, no Everything looked to be in place I’h to stay in an apartlarized”