Paul lived in Akron and was transferred down here about two years ago. He’s married with a couple of kids. I guess they started seeing each other at...work and now of course this.’ ‘How did you find out about this meeting? Surely Jo didn’t come up and tell you?’ ‘I stopped by her office last week and she was on the phone making a motel reservation. She was startled when I walked in but acted like it was part of her job. When she got up to talk to her secretary, I glanced down at her blotter and. It is good to see you again.’ ‘We’ll be in the inner office if you should need me Miss O’Reilly.’ ‘I think we have just about finished for the day ma’am. I will stay on until you go if you would like me to.’ ‘That would be fine. Well then Miss Lisa, shall we go in?’ The inner office was a dark and foreboding chamber of slightly muted terror. A series of worn oriental carpets criss-crossed the floor. The presence of dark wooden furniture was only. No reason for her to slave over a hot stove on a day like this. But, when he got there, the apartment was empty. He hung up his suit coat and went looking for her. Almost always, she heard him come in, but she could be deep in her studies and miss anything. She wasn’t in the bedroom; she wasn’t in her office, and the place felt like a sauna; she wasn’t in the kitchen, and nothing was cooking there, either. There was no note, and the only message on the answering machine was a phone. 'It was all new and exciting to her, hell she didn't have time for me at the moment. But she was a small town girl who was raised right and I was sure, would land on her feet when she got her bearings.'After half a dozen unanswered letters and several desperate phone calls that never reached her, he gave up. A card did arrive a week after his birthday, he waited for the solace of the rock before he opened it. He seemed to know that being alone would be better.It was nothing special, just a.