I met with her at her house. I wanted to be face to face with her as I explained my question. At first, she was angry. I had to do a lot of explaining...how I had come to see the picture in the first place. She admitted that she loved the picture, but she wouldn't have trusted her husband with it, so she hadn't kept a copy. She had asked John to never share it either, and she was happy to hear the lengths I had needed to go to see it.She was sincere when she said that in her opinion, John was not. Strangely enough, no one outside of the office had heard a thing. I went to the guard shack and told the building's security chief to call the insurance company and get an agent to look at the damage to my office. I'd need new flooring, some paint and new furniture, but it could have been much worse.As I went back to the parking lot, I noticed that everyone had that look of having been through a war. They were all looking overwhelmed and exhausted. Savannah was quiet as usual and even Evie was. She pulled away quickly as i sputtered Dude, what was THAT about? she laughed nervously i guess i just got carried away. I acted disgusted but only to hide the flames that were now searing through my body. i call shower when Dane gets out. I said braking the silence. I went into the bathroom to find Dane toweling off, Dammit, Elle, why didnt u knock? he asked wrapping the towel around his waist oh,uhm, I dunno. I mean Im sorry, I mean I needed a shower w-what I dunno. sorry. I stuttered eyeing. This blows my mind! Then she lifts her leg, and begins to rub her foot through the shoes she is wearing. I notice this, and ask if she has sore feet? She does, and I am feeling emboldened I ask if she would like a foot rub? She gives me a "your fucking nuts" look, and shakes her head. "Why? I ask curiously. I don't mind, and I am sure it will help your sore feet. If you feel uncomfortable I understand, it is very forward of me to ask to touch your feet."I am not wearing socks, and I am sure.