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“That’s why I called you”

“Anna,” Sloane pressed “Can you tell me what these men looked like? Did you see their faces?”

“For a few minutes, yes Both of the and strong He earing a jacket The other not He was younger and skinny, with a cap on his head He had a picture of a dragon on his arm Red But not paint”

“A tattoo”

Another nod “A tattoo Yes”

Sloane could see how distraught Anna was, so she spoke very gently “If I got a special police artist to ith you, do you think you could describe the h for him to draw pictures?”

“I can try” Tears filled Anna’s eyes “I’ht…”

“It’s not your fault” Sloane reached over and covered Anna’s hand with hers “You didn’t know Besides, e you our thanks You’ve just helped us figure out so very important”

“That’s right,” Rosalyn chirateful to you for showing me your key We’re also terribly sorry about what happened to you”

“Me? What about you? You were in hospital Now you have a broken arm Those men almost killed you It’s my fault”

“No, Anna,” Sloane corrected “It’s the other way around You were a victim because of my family Those men hunted you down so they could copy your key to , it’s our fault that you were assaulted” Squeezing Anna’s hand, she rose “I’o down to the Field Office and have a sketch artist do his thing Frouy is the one who sliced up my arm He probably also made a dry run at the apartment beforehand to scope out Dad’s office and take some pictures, so they’d knohich file cabinets here”

“Yes, and the strong one ht be the SOB who al to my neck,” Rosalyn replied, already in motion

“I was thinking the sareat instincts And before I forget, call a locksmith and have your door re-keyed”

A twinkle lit Rosalyn’s eyes “I already thought of that Who do you think you inherited your smarts from?”

Sloane arched a brow “I plead the fifth” She flipped open her cell phone All she could think about was one thing Thank goodness for this develops