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    “I saw her at Charlie’s about two weeks ago.”
    “The BDSM club?” Threadway asked. His tone indicated he was shocked. “Do you know what she was doing there?”
    “Meeting a man, detective.”
    “For?” Threadway prompted.
    “Why do people usually meet people at Charlie’s? You can’t have sex there, according to the rules, but you can get to know people, and…”
    “Transfer your activities to another site,” Rogers finished for her.
    “Exactly.”
    “Who did she meet?” Rogers asked.
    April wanted them to slow things down, give her a chance to process the fact that Virginia was dead.
    “Ms. Johnstone?” Rogers said. “Who did she meet?”
    “I don’t know. All I could see was the back of his head. I talked to Virginia…” her voice broke, and tears stung her eyes. She swallowed hard to gain her composure. “I talked to Virginia before I went to meet my friend. When I came back out she was sitting with a man, but I didn’t go back over.”
    “Young, old, dark hair, blond hair?”
    April glared at Rogers. “Did you miss the part where I said all I saw was the back of his head?”
    “What color was his hair?” He continued to push her.
    “Blond, like dark blond.”
    “Would you say he was muscular, skinny, fat, tall, short?”
    April wanted to scream. Instead, she inhaled deeply. “I would say he was in his thirties, if I were to guess. He wore a denim shirt; I remember that. She came into the store last week, to trade books. She seemed happy with him, said she thought they were going to get along.”
    “When was that?” Rogers asked.
    “Friday, or maybe Saturday.” She was sure it was Friday, but she felt so rattled right now that she thought she might be wrong. “Let me check her file.”
    “You keep records?”
    “Of course, detective. People here have accounts, and they can build up credits. I start off on paper cards, but eventually I transfer it to the computer so there is a permanent record.”
    “Can you print hers out for us?”
    April tapped a few keys. “Sure, just give me a minute.”
    Finally, there was a pause while the printer hummed to life. “How did she die?”
    “We’re still waiting on the autopsy results,” Threadway said, his tone gentle.
    “Bull.” She laughed sarcastically. “You just don’t want to tell me. Afraid I’ll faint?”
    “She was stabbed,” Rogers said.
    A horrific image of Virginia bleeding took center space in April’s mind. She bit back a sob. “I called her twice. Once earlier to tell her about her books. Then today since she hadn’t returned my call.”
    “Earlier?” Threadway sounded confused. “What day was that?”
    April reached for the calendar on her desk. She flipped through a few pages, just to give herself a little breathing space. “Yesterday.” Before her first time with Titan. It seemed so long ago.
    “Was Virginia a sub, or a Dominatrix?” Threadway asked.
    “Sub,” April answered.
    “And you have no clue who she met?” This from Rogers. April thought they were pretty good at trading questions.
    “No, she never mentioned a name to me. But she did seem to light up when she talked about him while she was in the shop.” The memory of Virginia’s shy smile made April fight back a sob.
    “Are you going to be all right when we’re gone?” Rogers gently squeezed her shoulder. “Is there someone we could call to be with you?”
    “Misty,” April said. “She’s my best friend. I’ll call her.”
    “Why don’t you do that while we’re here,” Rogers suggested.
    The two detectives put their heads together to look at the list. April dialed Misty’s number. Like a true friend, she could tell something was wrong the minute April said hello.
    “I’m just leaving work,” Misty said. “I’ll be right there. In the meantime, don’t say anything.”
    “What are you, a lawyer?” April laughed. “I have nothing to hide.”
    “Isn’t that what they always say on TV? Don’t say anything