"Zeena nearly slammed the phone down, wondering when her daughter had lost all of her common sense. She cast a sad look at Dan's door and went to work...transcribing the notes.Meanwhile, Dan had settled himself for his afternoon's work. He'd used the morning to review the status of all the projects that Bednarick Security Consultants had going. On the whole he'd been satisfied. On the whole. But there were the usual few laggards, and that was beginning to drive him toward some decisions. There. .. I still do! I have never loved anyone else. Only you.”“Sam, I have wanted to explain for three years,” she added.“But I couldn’t. I couldn’t tell you what happened. I was so ashamed.”With those words Debbie threw her arms around my neck and began sobbing.“Sam, I have wanted to tell you for so long. I wanted you to know what happened, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t,” she said.I just held Debbie until she stopped crying.“Can we walk down to the creek?” she suddenly asked, taking me by. As ADAs go, she was no better or worse than rest of that sorry lot who oppress the poor and defenseless and complain that the rich are able to hire defense lawyers.“Where is your gun, Mr. Grey?” she asked,” we didn’t find it when we search your house.”“Gun?” I asked.“The Smith and Wesson .44 Magnum registered to you.”“Is it missing?”“You know it is.”“Sorry, this is the first I’m hearing. It was kept in the top drawer of my bedroom nightstand. Is it really gone?”“This would go easier all around. Howhad I reached this point in such a few short days? And what would Vanessaexplain?I began to feel cold and noticed there was something lying on the back ofa chair. I managed to stand up and walk slowly to across to the chair. Ipicked up what turned out to be a bright sky blue short ie nightdress. Itwas made some sort of pleated material with a blue satin bow across thefront, tied eneath soft lace bra cups and very thin straps. The labelsaid Victoria's Secret and even to my eyes it looked.