Simon swung the door open beckoning me in with a flowing hand. Following behind me into the living room he whispered in my ear, “I have some ...riends who I’d love you to meet.” Then he took me by the arm and guided me towards two seated men who both turned at our entrance and immediately stood up. “Terry and David, this is my lovely friend from the third floor”. As I was introduced to Terry I noticed that he was a graying handsome guy about fifty years old and about five feet ten. She wasn’t afraid of them but at that moment, Olive believed everything Katrina had said was true. She still didn’t like her any more but she hadn’t lied. Then again, she had never known Kat to lie when they had been friends.She had gone to Dewar’s home and confronted him after the exams. He had tried to sweet talk and distract her, by kissing and fondling her. However, she just knew it was lies. She had told him the engagement was off and she’d rather marry Nathan the Nerd than him.She did. His lips were bruisingly demanding as they roved hungrily against her.They moved all along her throat, stopping every few inches. Wherever they stopped his sharply pointed teeth came out and nipped her tender flesh repeatedly. He gripped her twin mammary mounds and squeezed them up and together, then rubbed his face back and forth across them.His hands seized her head firmly and pressed his lips against her's, his tongue wriggling around in her mouth as his breath was forced into her and then. "It means that if he left a cigarette butt or a container that he drank out of when he was being interviewed, we could take that as a sample if he left it behind voluntarily. Unfortunately, he didn't do that, so we got nothing."I sat back, thinking for a minute. "Where did the DNA samples come from that you found on my late wife?" She was beaten with someone's fists. When that happens, the assailant is bound to leave particles of his skin unless he's wearing gloves. She might have tried to.