“You're leaning that way."
Zach shrugged. “Instincts."
“Okay."
Grace put the food in a microwave bowl and set it on its course to reheating. Then she wiped her hands on a towel before setting back on the couch. I got off work about 6 a.m."
“Did you go home?"
“No, we'd had a tough last call and I was wired. I went to the gym worked out."
“Anyone see you there?"
“I had to sign in with an electronic card."
“But you could have left?"
“I guess, yes I could have. But I didn't."
“Then what?"
“I called Dolores and she met me at her place. She told me she was taking a half day anyway so she didn't mind."
“What time?"
“I'm gonna say ten or so. She may remember."
“I'll ask her."
“No doubt."
His gaze flicked back to her. She sensed something warm in his look, but he quickly buried it.
