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Louisa was not surprised to see that neither Nathan nor Burke wore welcoming looks as she approached their table, even though it had been Nathan who requested the meeting. Both of them looked as cold as a North wind in Siberia, Nathan even more so than his partner, which she supposed was to be expected under the circumstances.
Resigned to the lambasting she was sure was about to be directed at her, though determined to deflect it if she could, Louisa took a fortifying sip of her coffee and settled into the seat across the table from the two detectives. It was only a small comfort to her that Nathan had chosen a table in the back corner of the coffee shop, where their conversation was less likely to be noticed or overheard by the other customers; the decision had not been made for her
