I drove home trying not to be overly excited. I mean I don’t want to be hurt again. My heart has to stay guarded. But Nick is a cutie pie isn't he? He's slowly making his way in. He's not pushy, he listens to what I have to say, and man is his family stories hilarious. James was never the one to talk about his family. I don't know why. Every time I asked he'll say ' The past isn't important' or he'll just completely ignore the question and change the subject. I pulled up into my driveway and hopped out. I skipped to my door and unlocked it. Skittles was barking her head off. " What's wrong Skitt? You hungry?" I went to her cabinet and grabbed her dog food. I poured her food into her bowl and she ate in a hurry. I swiftly went up the stairs and changed into some pj's. Just a tank top and some softie shorts. I jumped on the bed and called Nick. " Hello?" " Nick it's Linda." " Hey what's up?" " I'll take you up on that offer to come over tonight." " Alright. Where do you live?" I told him my address and he recited it for conformation. " Yep that's it." " Okay I'll be over in about 30 minutes." " K, bye." " Bye." We hung up. 20 minutes to kill. What to do? Duh! You can work on the case. I pulled it out of my briefcase and started thinking. Whoever did it knew that she was allergic to latex gloves. So that means that they have worked with her or know someone that worked with her. So I have to look up the places she worked. Now that I have that what else do I need to know? Oh ...