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almost blonde hair was matted and lying lifeless on her oval head. Her eyes were still bloodshot and puffy from the short sleep and long cry of the previous night, and she felt like she was quite possibly looking the worst she had ever looked. She sighed realizing there was little she could do. There was no real reason to impress the two lawmen anyhow.
    In the living room there were two sofas sitting opposite each other separated by a glass coffee table. On the table were a few recent copies of The Ensign and New Era, along with a large bowl containing dozens of blue marble looking rocks. She had never understood what the rocks were for, but it seemed to add the right touch to the table.
    Crossing the room to sit on the couch facing the door, she pulled her feet under her body to keep them warm, and gestured at the other, inviting the two men to sit. Guiltily she looked around the room, seeing the empty ice cream bowl and Kleenexes littered around the sofa, coffee table and floor, evidence of the emotional night she had just experienced. For a moment she panicked wondering what the peace officers would think of her mess, but the thought was quickly discarded when she noted the serious look on their faces.
    “Sorry to disturb you ma’am, but we need to discuss a few things with you, and it can’t wait,” started the man with the clipboard without preamble.
    “I’m Officer Lowell, and this is Officer Renke. We are responding to calls of a prowler in the area. It appears that someone has been going through your garbage and has broken into your car. We had one witness that claims to have seen a man taking something out of your car, and we would like to have you take a look and see if anything is missing. Actually, it appears that they beat the car up pretty badly. Might need to get another. Insurance may help with that though, seeing as it was a criminal act.”
    Lissa felt the blood drain from her face as comprehension cut through her sleep clouded brain. Someone was looking through her garbage? Yuck! And broke into her car? What was in her car? Nothing of any value, even the radio barely worked. And then trashed it as well? She shook her head to try to make it settle into some sense, but it still didn’t add up in her mind.
    “Sure, I’ll take a look. I just need to get dressed. I’m due at the hospital for rounds in an hour or so.”
    “Of course, ma’am. But before you do, can you tell us who ‘Darrion’ is?” Officer Lowell asked.
    “Darrion? Darrion Stanton? He’s my fiancé. Well, not really, more a boyfriend. Well, not really even that, more just a guy I know at work. He wants to be my fiancé, but I don’t want to marry, him, and…why am I telling you all of this? Why do you want to know about Darrion?”
    “Well, ma’am, it appears that the suspect singled you out as his victim. No one else’s things were touched, just yours. Do you think this Darrion Stanton would have done this? Can you think of anyone else?”
    “No way. Darrion may be a bit arrogant, even priggish, but he would never do anything like this. Even though he hated that car…. No Officer, I have no idea who could have done it. Only creepy person I know is Mr. Dall, and I doubt he would even do this.”
    “Mr. Ernest Dall?” Lowell clarified.
    “Yes, my landlord. He appears to have a bit of a crush on me, one that is in no way reciprocated, and it seems like he’s always right behind me when I turn around. But he stays here at the complex and I doubt he would do something right here on the grounds. He’s just a little creepy, that’s all.”
    “Yes ma’am.” Officer Lowell jotted some more information at the bottom of the clipboard. “Now if you wouldn’t mind meeting us back at your car, to see if something is missing?”
    “Sure, just give me ten minutes.” Lissa closed the door and returned to her room to dress. Her mind was reeling with the implications of what the policeman had said, and implied. Could Darrion