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from the wet bar and brought it into the room, motioning for Cici to sit, and grabbed one for himself in addition to a bowl of cashews.
    “So,” Oliver said, searching for the perfect nut, “what can we do for you?”
    “We wanted to touch base again since you were a little shaken up last night. We picked up the surveillance footage from the garage. Hopefully something will turn up to explain what happened.”
    “I really appreciate the amount of attention you’re giving this.”
    “The Mayor called our Chief personally to investigate, Mr. Pierce. He wants you well taken care of while you’re here.”
    “It’s not going unnoticed. Thank you.” Oliver nodded. “I’m anxious to hear what you find.”
    Bradford retrieved a small notebook and flipped it open, pen in hand. “Now, it’s our understanding someone delivered the car here?”
    Cici scooted to the edge of her seat. “Yes. I called around and arranged the rental. The car arrived yesterday, late afternoon.”
    “Do you have a specific time?” he asked.
    Cici thought about it for a moment. She took her phone from her pocket and scrolled through a few screens. “I got a call at four fifty-seven and went downstairs not more than five minutes later to sign the papers. After, I moved it to our spot in the garage below the building.”
    Bradford jotted his notes as she spoke. “Great. I’d like a copy of the paperwork you signed, if you have it?”
    “No problem.” She sprang up and found the rental form on the kitchen table and handed it to the detective.
    “Did the car act properly for you at that time? Were there any odd noises, brakes not grabbing as they should? Anything like that?”
    She shrugged. “I didn’t drive it all that far, but it seemed fine.”
    He looked at Oliver. “About how long was Cici gone getting the car taken care of for you?”
    Oliver halted halfway raising a cashew to his mouth and plunked it back in the bowl. “Am I missing something?”
    “They’re just standard questions, Mr. Pierce. When we look at the video of the garage, we’ll see time stamps. We’re just making sure everyone’s stories match up. That’s it.”
    Oliver blinked a few extra times and thought back. “I guess… ten minutes? I didn’t pay close attention. An appropriate amount of time though.”
    Bradford scribbled away. “And you didn’t see anyone suspicious lurking around in the garage when you took the car out?”
    He shook his head. “Nope. Cici told me where the car was parked, I took the elevator down and headed out. I didn’t see anyone.”
    “Did the car service know who the car was for?”
    Cici crossed her legs. “The rental was under my name, not his.”
    After asking a few more questions, Bradford flipped his notebook shut. “This should do it. We’ll let you know when we finish reviewing the footage.”
    “Thanks so much.” Oliver stood and shook the detectives’ hands and saw them out. When he returned to the living room, he picked a rogue nut from between his teeth. He rubbed his face with both hands and ran them through his hair, locking them behind his head. Even exhausted he was gorgeous. “Cici, would you mind seeing if Camille is through with her bath yet and telling her there’s food down here.”
    Cici rose from her stool with a less than thrilled expression. Moments later, Camille glided down the stairs and greeted us with a glazed smile. Cici headed into the kitchen and took out several containers of food.
    Camille approached it like it was going to jump up and bite her. She crossed her arms tightly around her midsection. “Are there any egg whites in here? I can’t eat any of this.”
    “Yes, Camille,” Cici said. “I ordered basic egg whites with spinach and mushrooms, no cheese.”
    “That’s Oliver’s. It’s his favorite.”
    “There’s plenty here. I’ll have something else.” He took the container of eggs and spooned some on to a plate for Camille. “You have to eat something. You’re