I hadn't been part of the original investigating team at the time, but I had read the papers thoroughly in preparation for this encounter. That's when...I knew it was going to be an encounter, between helpless detective and a victim he could do nothing for. As far as I could tell, the investigating officers at the time had asked all the right questions and looked in all the right dark corners. The problem was all I'd be able to tell him was that there literally was "Nothing to go on." It was a. Although she flinched, Nina went on with it, almost as if forcing herself to push through her fear just to piss me off. “Oh, shut up!” She retorted, grabbing my book and tossing it to the floor.…And that was it.With one arm, I pushed her back. I was a reasonably big guy, 6’1” the last time I measured when I was still in high school, and muscular. The movement knocked her back as if she weighed nothing, falling backward and half crashing, half sitting down on the center table. A cup I had put. ”She smiled and said “Oh I see, its your …..shoulder….that’s stiff is it?”“Oh very funny” I said. “Lets get you back to school”She climbed into the mini bus but sat in the front with me on the bench seat rather than getting into the rear of the vehicle, which she had never done before.“Do you really not know what they do in that shop?” she asked with a grin on her face. “I don’t know what you mean” I replied, feigning ignorance.“It’s a bloody rub n tug place,” she laughed.“What?” I said. “Well. He figured that she must have spent the night at Donna's rather than try to drive home with a snoot full. Well, at least that would put off the confrontation a little while longer. He spent the morning changing the oil in his car and rotating the tires. When Diane still wasn't home by two he decided that he better call Donna. Not that he was worried, but because he could already hear what Diane would say if he didn't, "You don't even care enough about me to try and find out if I'm alright.".