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disappointed. She knew what she should feel of course, but when it came to this, Alex was never really on sure footing. ‘So what do we do now?’ she asked Doug. ‘I mean, this needs to get done.’
    ‘Not a lot I can do for you in the short term if we can’t pin this guy down, Alex.’ The lawyer was circumspect. ‘Look, ask around some more and see what you can find out, or maybe think about getting a professional on the case. Otherwise, we’ll need to consider an alternative route but it’s probably too early for that just yet.’
    ‘Too early…but it’s been over a year!’ she exclaimed, although in truth it was more than that since all this really began.
    ‘Yes, but in the eyes of the law…’ Doug began to repeat his usual mantra.
    ‘I know, I know,’ Alex said jadedly. ‘I’ll keep trying, see if I can find out anything new. I’m really sorry about this; I was so sure this time.’
    ‘You do that. And try not to worry, we’ll get this guy nailed down eventually – we always do.’
    ‘I hope so Doug,’ she said, trying to sound like she meant it when the truth was, she wasn’t so sure. ‘And I’m sorry your time got wasted on another wild goose chase.’ Although she knew there wasn’t a chance in hell that the lawyer himself was doing the chasing; more likely some lackey the firm employed to do that kind of legwork.
    ‘Not a problem. I’m sorry I didn’t have good news so I could wrap this thing up for you once and for all,’ Doug finished before ringing off.
    The conversation still buzzing in her head, Alex sat back in her chair and sighed deeply.
    ‘Hey, what’s with the long face?’ Sylvester said, catching the tail end of the sigh. ‘I hope that doctor of yours hasn’t let you down, especially not with Valentine’s Day so close.’
    Thinking of Jon, Alex had to smile. ‘No, we’re going out tonight, actually’ she told her boss.
    ‘Good. Shit-hot surgeon or not, that guy’s got me to deal with if he messes you around.’
    ‘I’ll be sure to tell him that,’ she said with a grin.
    She and Jon French, a surgeon from downtown Memorial had been seeing each other for a couple of months, and while things had been going great up to now, they were rapidly approaching a crossroad in the relationship – one that Alex knew she couldn’t delay for much longer. He knew what was going on with her of course, had known from the very beginning and because of this, seemed happy enough to wait. But now, with their relationship coming up to four months and still nothing happening…well she supposed she couldn’t really blame him for getting antsy.
    Would she still be feeling this way if Doug’s phone call had been different? she wondered now. Would it have finally put everything to bed? Grimacing at her own choice of words, she tried to get a handle on her thoughts. There was no point in even going down that road now. If anything she was lucky that Jon had come into her life when he had, and doubly lucky that he was so patient and understanding.
    It was just her pragmatic side that wanted this dealt with, Alex reassured herself, and    nothing else shouldcome into it. Her relationship with Jon should move on and with any luck she’d get the closure she needed eventually.
    But for the moment, Alex thought, checking the rest of her messages, it looked like that closure wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.
     
     
     
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    ‘Wow, you look amazing!’ Jon was full of compliments when Alex arrived at the restaurant that night, and she was pleased with her decision to wear the new one-shoulder Diane Von Furstenberg blue silk dress she’d bought at Macy’s the week before.
    They were having dinner at the Cliff House restaurant, one of her favourites in the city, which as the name implied, was perched on the cliffs high above the Pacific Ocean. From their window table, the lights of Marin coastline glittered prettily in the distance, and below on the water, cruise ships sailed in