The fact that she had to blow her husband the night before she left with her lover was something she thought best to keep from her father. ''Thank you...daddy.'' She said in a low sad voice. Turning her over to face him, John can see the sadness in her beautiful green eyes. He knew there was something off that first night when he first touched her. It had been four months since they had been together. When ever they had a chance to steel some alone time it was always taken, even if it mend. The last button popped open. She hesitated a few seconds, then realized that he had told her to take the shirt of. Quickly she let it slide off her shoulders and fall to the floor between them. Now she was only in her underwear. How did that happen so fast?“That is a good start, Nina...”She twitched when he put his warm hand on the side of her hip. She was out of her comfort zone, yet...Nina was 25 years old and very pretty. Her genes were east-Asian, but she only told very close friend more. “Why thank you kind sir. She’s got a good job and that’s saying something these days, being able to pay the astronomic sums the child minders charge. Her hubby does well too, working on the electricity pylons, lots of danger money.”She brought in two mugs of tea and joined Herbie’s side gazing down the garden.“So I got your text yesterday thank you,” he smoothed. “Bit surprised to be honest, but here I am and we are.”“Surprised? You made the first mood. I half thought you would bring your. You have to watch for it."Months of playing poker with her father trained Jaclyn to be as effective at spotting a liar as lying herself."Now, your brother told me, that after he drove you home from that party, he left again because he wanted to get gas," Pratt said, adjusting his tie. "He said he was only gone for ten minutes. Can you confirm this is true?"And there it was. The straightening of the tie. It was plain as day that the detective was feeding Jaclyn a tall tale. And she wasn't going.