I stopped in the kitchen to get my whipped cream canister out. I poured out two measuring cups with different household cleansers and grabbed a bottle...of Allyl isothiocyanate, AITC to pour in the bottom of the canister. After my experience at the restaurant last summer I'd ordered a bottle of the distilled essence of horseradish. It came with a warning on the label to use in a well-ventilated place. I poured the bleach and ammonia in on top of the AITC and slammed the lid onto the creamer. My. I have something that may be related to the Shoreline Mall shooting, but it also may not be. The evidence locker where the duffel bag and weapons belonging to the shooter were held before the feds took them hasn’t been used since. You see, it’s one of our larger evidence lockers and we don’t get a lot of items in evidence that require a locker that large. Anyway, it needed to be used today, and when the evidence tech opened it, she found something that could only have fallen out of the gunman’s. I want to win that title now and next year our team is going to be even better." Well I will be cheering you on." Melanie smiled."I appreciate that." Carly replied. "How is NYU? You know, I almost went there." It's a good school. I didn't know anybody there so it would have been great had you went, but I made some great friends." That's good." Carly said as she reached and touched Melanie on the knee.Melanie had to fight back the urge just then to blurt out: "I have a huge crush on you!" But. Grabbing her book I flipped it to a random page somewhere in the middle. As I started to read the shock hit me. This was no romance story. It was smut pure and simple. On the page that I read, a plantation worker was gagging the owners daughter with a throat fucking. No wonder this girl was so ready to play. Handing her the book back, I started in on some small talk about the trip. Things like where I was going and what I was doing. I myself was starting over in San Diego. Had a dry spell.