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As he walked to his apartment, he thought about what he would tell his sister. Alayssa was famous for finding out when something was wrong and was ruthless when it came to getting answers. Both traits would make her a good lawyer in the future - but at the moment Gwen wasn't ready for her curiosity.

“Let's see how it goes,” she told herself in a low voice as she fumbled with the keys before entering the apartment.

Her first thoughts were of her son, Roman, and Gwen hoped he was snuggled firmly into her bed. I wanted to sneak in and go

straight to the bedroom, without interruption; her nerves had been on edge ever since she'd seen the armed police scrutinizing the place. She wished this image were erased from her mind and lied to herself that a good night's sleep could do such a feat.

He took a deep breath as he closed the door. He turned silently, locked the door, felt movement behind him. A lone tear trickled from her eye and touched her cheek. Gwen stood there until the floodgates o