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    “So you were not romantically involved with Dr. Hamilton?”
    She hesitated. “No. I just told you it wasn’t a date.”  She took a sip of her water and ran her fingers through her light brown hair. He gave her a weak smile. “We planned to meet for dinner because we needed to discuss some patient cases we were working on.”
    “A dinner date to discuss business then?”He’d obviously decided to ignore the edge in her answer.
    “Yes. Some patients, as I said.”
    “Did you plan on going home with him?”
    She frowned. “No. That actually had not crossed my mind, Detective.” Heat was rising in her face.
     “Were you, um…were you intimately involved with Dr. Hamilton?”
    She frowned, her eyes narrowing. “I am not that kind of woman, and I don’t see the relevance to that sort of questioning. I told you, he was a colleague and a friend.”
    “I’m working a murder case. Everything is relevant. I don’t judge what kind of woman you are, Doctor. Honestly. I am only trying to establish facts. Friends and colleagues can mean one thing to one person and a something else to another.”
    “What are you, a detective or a relationship expert?”
    This got a slight laugh out of him. “Well, actually, in my line of business you become a little bit of everything, I guess.”
    She frowned. “I still don’t understand your questions.”
    He paused for a second. “I’m gonna lay it on the line.”
    “I wish you would.”
    “When I have a murder case, I have to flesh everything out. I’m sure you can appreciate that. And the thing is, I can’t discount anything. Many times these cases wind up being crimes of passion or at least the victim knew the assailant.”
    She crossed her arms, the frown on her face deepening. “Wait a minute, are you suggesting I murdered Jake?” She let out a soft cry. “Oh my God! As I said our relationship was one of mutual respect. I liked him. I liked him a lot.” The tears welled in her eyes again. ”He was an excellent doctor and a decent man. He was also my friend.” She wiped her face with the back of her hand, and tried hard to contain her emotion. “We were not intimate. We’ve never been. I don’t know where things were headed, Detective. But what I can tell you is there is no way in hell I killed Jake.” She shook her head vehemently.
    “Hey, I’m sorry if I offended you. I am only doing my job. What do you say we get back to the questions and I can let you go home?”
    “Fine.Ask away.”
    “Where were you between seven-fifteen and eight-fifteen this evening?”
    “I left the hospital, drove to the restaurant, and waited there for Jake. When he didn’t show up, I came back here. I think you know the rest.” She stated it matter-of-factly and wiped the last of her tears away.
    “Can someone verify they saw you at the restaurant?”
    “I assume so. A hostess seated me. A waiter waited on me.”
    “Okay, good.”
    “Are we finished? I would really like to go home now.”
    “Yes. I’ll probably need to speak to you again. Some time tomorrow. I may have more questions.”
    “I will be here.” She left, holding back more tears and convinced she had in some way caused her friend’s death.

 
     
    CHAPTER NINE
    Redding sat back in the plush leather seat inside the chartered jet, waiting for take off. He swirled the ice around in his scotch and soda. He was headed back home, his work done in Germany. Hopefully. Something worried him about Horner though. He couldn’t put a finger on it. Other than the chemist still hadn’t produced what they wanted. They were on a timeline. Next year was an election year and it was vital to stay on schedule. Would Horner be able to get the job done? Redding sensed the guy was struggling. Maybe losing it. Peter sighed heavily. There were always going to be problems with a project like this. It was staying on top of the problems that mattered. Staying organized.
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