Chapter 17

Several days passed without my running into Killian.  He was leaving the house long before I arose and returning after I’d gone to bed.  Of course, the hours that I was keeping were those of someone in recovery, so they didn’t necessarily coincide with those of a healthy and active homicide detective.  There was also the fact that he was called away to investigate something at the drop of a dime; making it even more difficult to spontaneously meet up with him.

“I can’t seem to catch Killian,” I complained as I strode into the kitchen were Nora was making lasagna.  “You’ve seen him,  haven’t you?”

“Why do you want him?” Nora asked in a tone that made me think that she was still worried about me usurping her with the good inspector.

Annoyed, I said with a sassy tone, “Oh, I don’t know.  I thought I’d strip him naked and have my way with him on the livi