Of course she had Maddy who was like a mother to everyone and Hannah but she still felt that she couldn't tell them her problems.And then there was Al...xander Devlin. It all came to that. Devlin, the reason for all these nights that she spent alone in the library, the man who managed to irritate her and arouse her at the same time. The man that she had tried to avoid all week. She didn't want to know him, to understand him better, to spend too much time with him. Surely the attraction was there. "I believe you are married, Mr Leeming. Do you wish to ring your wife and warn her that you may not be home this evening?"Leeming stared at him and then reached for the telephone. He shook himself and then dialled."Hello, darling. It's me. I have to go to the police station to help them with their enquiries. I may not be home this evening ... I'm sorry I can't tell you now but will when I see you. Goodbye, darling."Roger Hollis called the detachment forward on his radio. "This way, sir please,". He was constantly getting her trinkets such as bangles and items of makeup. He was married to Khusbhoo, a homely looking woman. The couple was childless and that was a point of much discussion behind their backs.It was Kundan who introduced Varsha to sex. One day, he was passing the house on his way back from the field. He seemed to be in a rush and Varsha called out to him, “What’s the hurry uncle?”“Something important to do”, he said then stopped. “Actually, would you like to come with. Tired maybe, or anxious. “Did you go to any parties?” That got her attention. “No.” But her face had gone a shade whiter. Houlihan sat back in his chair. “I don’t believe you.” “I didn’t! I swear!” Now, Monica really wasn’t looking good. Her eyes had a slightly hysterical look. Houlihan whipped open his cell phone. He went to the file containing pictures, and showed a picture of her license plate, and also other cars parked on the street. “What night was this? Where were you?” Busted. Monica.