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“Not good,” he replied softly, before sipping his coffee. “We had the same experience, she said nothing to us, showed no interest in anything…what about drugs?” “No, all the tox reports are clear.” “Sexual assault?” “I am not too sure,” she said quietly. “I have not been able to examine her or speak to her about that.” “It’s all a bit strange don’t you think?” he asked carefully, resting the mug of coffee on the arm of the chair. “My partner, Amelia…my work partner, she’s a detective too,” he added, “she sat with her in the back of the car, we thought she might be comfortable with a women just in case…you know.” “You did the right thing.” Leaning back in her chair and adjusting the folds of her skirt, she glanced over at him. “She hasn’t spoken …show more content…

Adrienne smiled at him. “I understand, sometimes we have to follow our gut instinct.” Moving to find a more comfortable position in the armchair, he cleared his throat before taking a long sip of the coffee. “She didn’t have the typical look of a junkie or a street person.” Nodding in agreement she peered over the rim of the mug and continued to study the man with the gentle eyes who looked so uncomfortable talking to her. “She seemed confused and so other worldly. I wasn’t sure if she understood my questions, but she did everything I asked. It was all so strange.” He frowned. “I wasn’t comfortable in pushing her though the system or taking her to a homeless shelter, you know, call it gut instinct, but something was not right.” He looked inquiringly at Adrienne, hoping for some explanation. “There is no indication of any neurological disease or progressive illness which would cause this. I’m not having much luck getting through to her at all.” Moving to the coffee machine and topping up her mug, she looked over at Carter and held up the carafe. Shaking his head, he

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