The words had barely left her mouth before she pressed her lips together, shook her head, and said, “Never mind. I’m leaving now.”
“Bye-bye.”
Nora said her goodbyes and took the elevator to the underground parking garage.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, she stared at her feet, her mind still replaying the details of the case.
Suddenly, a hand shot between the doors. The nearly-closed elevator paused, then jerked open.
Nora frowned, looking up into a pair of dark eyes.
“Why didn’t you call for me?”
Nathan walked into the elevator as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
He glanced at the floor buttons, then let his gaze drift away nonchalantly.
“I’ll drive you home.”
Nora fiddled with the inside of her pocket.
She wanted to tell him he didn’t have to.
But remembering how her past refusals had been useless, she decided to just keep her mouth shut.
They rode in silence to the garage. Nathan unlocked the car, and Nora got in.
“What are your thoughts on the case?”
Nora shook her head. “Nothing for now.”
Arson cases were inherently more difficult to investigate than others.
Fire was merciless. It could reduce a person to ash, let alone any subtle clues.
As a medical examiner, Nora dreaded autopsying bodies that were nearly burnt to a crisp.
There were just too few clues.
It made her feel useless.
“Actually, we can basically narrow down the suspects.”
Nathan’s words were like a beacon in the darkness.

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