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already felt like an eternity.
    â€œThank you again for your time, Mrs. Gallagher.”
    â€œYou’re welcome, Detective,” she said. “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to be of more help.”
    â€œLike your husband said, it’s only been a few days. But if you should remember something, anything at all about what happened that night, I’d appreciate it if you would get in touch with me.”
    â€œI’ll do that,” she assured him, and took the business card he offered.
    He inclined his head toward Matt. “Mr. Gallagher.”
    â€œDetective.” Matt shook the other man’s hand, then ushered him toward the door. “I’d like you to keep me informed of any progress you make.”
    â€œOf course.” Detective Delvecchio started to leave, then paused. He rubbed at his jaw, and Claire could havesworn she saw speculation in the man’s hazel eyes as he looked from Matt to her and back again.
    â€œWas there something else, Detective?” Matt asked.
    â€œI understand your wife is going to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.”
    â€œThat’s right,” Matt replied. “The neurologist recommended she stay an additional night for observation, but she should be released sometime tomorrow. Why?”
    â€œI’m probably just being overcautious, but it might be a good idea if she isn’t left alone at home until we catch this guy.”
    â€œShe won’t be. I’ll be with her. And when I’m not, my housekeeper or someone in my family will be staying with her.”
    â€œIs that really necessary?” Claire asked.
    â€œIt’s just a precaution, ma’am. But I think it’s better if you have someone with you until we find this guy and put him behind bars.”
    Alarms went off in Claire’s head. “Why?” she asked, an uneasy feeling skittering down her spine.
    â€œLike I said, it’s just a precaution,” Delvecchio told her.
    Claire narrowed her eyes, stared at the burly police detective. “I wouldn’t think that sort of precaution is necessary in a mugging case. Is there something you haven’t told me, Detective?”
    â€œRed, you heard the man. It’s just a precaution.”
    Ignoring Matt, she pressed on. “Detective?”
    â€œCall it the gut feeling of an old cop. I just think it would be a good idea if you’re not left alone.”
    â€œShe won’t be,” Matt said, and started to usher the detective out of the room.
    â€œDetective, wait. Do you think he’s going to come after me again?”
    He hesitated. “He shouldn’t. From all indications you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time, the victim of a random mugging.”
    â€œIs that what you think it is? A random mugging?”
    â€œWhat he thinks doesn’t matter,” Matt insisted. “No one’s going to hurt you again.”
    Dismissing the angry look Matt shot the detective, Claire persisted. “Detective Delvecchio, I’m asking for your professional opinion—that gut feeling you mentioned. Do you think the attack on me wasn’t random and that he might come after me again?”
    â€œRight now I have no reason to believe it was anything more than what it appears to be and this feeling in my gut is just indigestion. If that’s the case, the guy is probably long gone and won’t bother you again,” he informed her.
    â€œBut?” Claire prompted.
    â€œBut on the off chance that I’m wrong, and my gut is right, this wasn’t a random mugging, I’d rather err on the side of caution and make sure that you’re protected.”
    Claire could feel the color drain from her cheeks. She fisted her fingers in the sheets. A shudder ran through her as she thought of those cold eyes in the police sketch. “But you said he stole my wallet. What makes you think his goal was more than robbery?”
    â€œDelvecchio,