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shrink was on the same team, but she knew better, as did all her female colleagues. Pink was the order of the day to match the flaming red sofa. Both colors were used deliberately to elicit a response. There were three scatter cushions on the sofa, but one was now being throttled in the vice-like grip of Agent Johnson's clenched hands.
    The door of the outer office opened and in walked Doctor Ramón Fernandez.
Wow!
    Merlot stared at the man of her dreams. Ramón was a gorgeous Latin American in his early thirties. His shining black hair, dark brown eyes and olive skin were perfectly encased within the confines of his dark gray suit that seemed to Merlot to be a size too small. She ogled his tight buttocks and muscular thighs as he walked past her.
    Merlot stared agog at the breathtaking sight before her, licking her lips suggestively.
Way too sexy for a shrink
, she thought. She shifted on the sofa as her juices started to flow. She had nicknamed Ramón "Doctor Sluice" and had been severely reprimanded by her anal boss and Agent Johnson for blurting it out on occasion.
    "Agents," Doctor Fernandez said, nodding as he entered his private domain.
    Merlot looked for approval from her partner. She got nothing but an icy glare. She nodded her head with dismay and entered the consultation room.
    Agent Johnson sighed heavily and jumped from the sofa like a coiled spring. He followed Merlot into the office and slammed the door.

    MERLOT RECALLED THE FIRST TIME she'd been in Doctor Fernandez's consultation room which was even cozier than the outer office. Pale blue was the order of the day with dark blue chenille armchairs. The walls were festooned with Doctor Fernandez's psychiatric accomplishments. On his desk was a computer and photos of his family-no wife.
    Merlot was there to explain her partner's condition. She informed the shrink that they'd been partners for nearly a year and a good friendship had grown between them. Without warning, he had gone completely insane. He had become distant and offensive. And not just to her, but to other FBI agents as well. The once super-cool Agent Johnson had become easy to provoke into bouts of anger. On two occasions, he had warned Merlot to shut her big mouth. And on more occasions than that, Agent Tightass had used very insulting comments to describe Agent Merlot's happy-go-lucky attitude. There had also been several complaints of civilian harassment aimed at Agent Johnson.
    During this initial consultation, Doctor Fernandez asked Merlot a lot of personal questions about her partner. Was he seeing someone?—
don't know
. Was he regular?-
don't know
. Was he sleeping?—
don't know
. Have you had a sexual relationship with Willis?—
that's sick
. . . he was more like a brother to her.
    It was soon established that Agent Merlot knew nothing about her partner. But Merlot did however tell Doctor Fernandez that she suspected whatever was troubling Johnson had something to do with his home town, and perhaps a certain woman residing there.
    Merlot recalled removing a folded magazine page from her jacket pocket and handing it to Doctor Fernandez. The picture displayed Annie Bumgardner in all her luscious glory. The mention of the home town caused Merlot to erupt into laughter throughout the consultation. Apparently, in an interview, Annie mentioned how her heart had been broken by a certain young man who had left town unexpectedly, the upshot of which was she was prompted to up and leave Big Beaver as well to pursue a modeling career.
    Agent Merlot also recalled her partner receiving a letter from Big Beaver. After reading it, he went berserk and had been that way ever since. She couldn't be absolutely sure Annie was the reason for her partner's troubles, as he was so tight-lipped on the subject.
    Merlot snapped out of her recollection as Doctor Fernandez sat in his armchair opposite her and deliberately sat with legs apart, revealing a sizeable piece of luggage. Merlot shifted