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drill. So far no one has reported seeing and/or hearing anything. But we’ll continue checking people within a twenty mile radius of the hospital. I’m encouraged by the DNA evidence because that means we can nail him once we get a match.”
    â€œThat’s assuming we get a match,” Marcus interjected. “We don’t in all cases.”
    â€œWe’re going to remain positive until we hear otherwise,” Smitty informed Marcus. “I know you’re eager for us to catch this guy, and we’re with you on that, buddy. But let us do our job,” he urged, knowing that his request was futile.
    â€œThat’s it?” Marcus asked, strumming his fingers on the table top, as if he thought the squad should be doing more.
    â€œWe still need to talk to Monet to see if she saw anything or got a good look at the perp’s face,” Smitty added, in a hushed tone of voice. “How soon do you think she’ll be up to it?”
    â€œMy wife was beaten pretty badly,” Marcus said, looking down at the table. “If you can hold off until tomorrow before you question her, I would appreciate it.” He looked back up. “Did Wade tell you that the attacker has Monet’s cell phone too? Has anyone tried calling her number?” he asked.
    â€œI did,” Wade nodded, “but the phone just rang. I have a court order pending to get Monet’s phone records released.” He pushed his silver wire-framed glasses up on his nose. “We have an appointment with your cell phone provider to see if they’ll cooperate with us without the order. If Sprint is amenable, maybe we can track down where Monet’s phone is now.”
    â€œIt sounds like you all have your bases covered,” Marcus admitted.
    â€œJust to set your mind at ease, I’ll question Monet myself,” Wade told his partner. “I think it will help her if someone she knows and is sensitive to the situation talks to her.”
    â€œGood idea,” Marcus said grudgingly.
    â€œSo that’s where we are. If we get any new leads, we’ll see where they take us,” Smitty summarized. “The hospital is going to offer a reward for information leading to the perpetrator’s arrest. That’s why they’re holding a press conference. So that should help. They aren’t going to mention the sexual assault, just the attack. Now, why don’t you go upstairs and be a supportive husband to your wife?”
    Wade looked at Marcus and nodded approvingly at Smitty’s suggestion.
    â€œFirst I’m going to run home to shower and change, and bring Monet some clothes,” Marcus said as he stood up. “I’ll check with you later. I assume you’re going to run the investigation from this room?”
    â€œYeah, we’ll be here. But keep in mind what I said about your involvement in the investigation,” Smitty warned Marcus, pointing at him with an outstretched finger.
    â€œI heard you, man. I’ll see you later.” Marcus departed from the room. When he arrived at the entrance he saw his brothers-in-law, Duane and Derek, entering the hospital.
    â€œHow is Monet?” they asked breathlessly at the same time, after exchanging greetings with Marcus.
    â€œShe’s pretty banged up, and emotionally, she’s a wreck as you would expect her to be under the circumstances. The doctor said she’ll heal, but that will take time,” Marcus said.
    Derek, who was a no-nonsense blustery type, asked Marcus point blank, “Have they found the pervert who did this to my sister?” His face showed how upset he was by the situation.
    â€œWe’re working on it. There are some promising leads, which the guys are looking into,” he replied. “I have to warn you, the media is here. For the sake of the investigation, if they ask you any questions, just reply no comment,” Marcus instructed.
    â€œI disagree,” Duane