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Drake.
    “Why don’t you take your sunglasses off? We’re inside, you know.”
    “Now, if I were a cheesy dude, that would be my cue to say the light from your smile is blinding.”
    “It’s my toothpaste,” Pam said.
    He grinned. “Actually, I just came from the eye doctor, and he dilated my eyes. The light bothers them.”
    “Oh, I’m sorry,” Pam said.
    He shrugged. “So, tell me about you? How did you wind up in Connecticut after touring Russia?”
    “I ask myself that all the time. I don’t know. I used to live around here. I feel like I have a purpose at Harding General.”
    “Rough neighborhood.”
    “It can be.”
    “I think I read a report that you were attacked the other night.”
    “You’re pretty informed, detective. First pegging me as Nikolai’s doctor, and now, remembering my report.”
    “It’s my job to know things.”
    “Are you sure you didn’t come here looking for me instead of Piotr?”
    “How would I know you would be here today?” he asked.
    She looked down at her teacup, feeling foolish. “Well, there goes that theory.”
    “If it makes you feel any better, I would totally stalk you if you showed the slightest interest in me.”
    “Wow, that doesn’t sound at all desperate.”
    “It sounded better in my head,” he admitted. “How about, just the facts, ma’am? I’m looking for Piotr. Do you know where he is?”
    “No, but I don’t think Piotr is going to show up to take advantage of his mother’s cooking today,” Pam said.
    “Or take advantage of his mother,” Drake said. “Is that why you came here today?”
    “I don’t know why I came here,” she said. “I wanted to talk to Vera about it. I wanted a pot of tea and a goodie to eat. Maybe, I thought if Piotr showed up, he could tell me why he came after me. We could sit down like adults over tea and talk it out.”
    “Your report said they told you they were working for Oksana Bobrov.”
    “Oksana’s not returning my calls. If she wanted me that bad, why won’t she pick up the phone?”
    They stood up to leave when Vera brought over their checks. Drake took both checks and pulled out his wallet.
    “You don’t have to do that,” she protested and tried to take her check from him.
    “It’s the least I could do. Besides, it’s my pleasure to treat a beautiful woman to lunch. I usually only get to buy hot dogs from the street vendor for my partner and me.”
    “Well, thank you,” she said graciously and then impulsively kissed him on the cheek.
    His face was smooth and warm. His cheek just had the slightest brush of whisker, unlike Ralphie, whose beard was as riotous as the rest of his blond curls. Drake turned his head, and their lips just missed brushing each other. There was a flicker of desire deep in her belly, and her fingers itched to slide into his jacket and see if he had muscles to go with that suit.
    Staring at his jaw, she wondered again why she was comparing him to Ralphie. Ralphie was her patient. It wouldn’t be ethical to be anything more. And this detective was a little too slick for her. Maybe it was the ponytail or him not taking off his sunglasses, but warning bells started to go off when he slid his finger down her chin and tilted it up so she was looking at her dual reflection in his sunglasses.
    “Are you doing anything Friday night?” he asked.
    “I’m working,” she said and stepped back. Just like that, the spell was broken. She slung her purse over her shoulder. “Thank you again for lunch. Good luck with your search.”
    “Stay safe,” he said, and she felt his eyes on her as she walked out the back door.

Chapter Five
    A nother day, another dollar, Pam thought as she punched out at two o’clock in the morning.
    She was fiddling with the buttons on her coat, trying to work up the courage to go out to her car. After biting the bullet and paying for a month in the secure garage, Pam should have felt safer. There were security cameras and a guard at the gate. So