"Sorry I'm late; I got caught up in traffic."

A woman.

That same woman. At the elevator. But something's different about her today.

The hair, the eyes... what hit Lawson most were the legs.

Long, slim, so familiar. At the hospital, he hadn't taken notice, too engrossed in her mysterious behavior and the argument with Diane. Now it's so... even more mysterious.

Lawson's eyes narrowed at the figure striding in with an air of confidence. Jaw set, shoulders squared, her smile seemed ...