Chapter 29: CIERRA

I woke up with that same feeling again, the feeling that Hank had been here in my room. I couldn't explain it to myself but it was an overpowering feeling I relived that moment from the night before when he'd ran his finger down my cheek, the look in his eyes as he did it. If I didn't know better I would swear he actually felt something there for that space in time, what that something was I don't know.

I had to get up and get moving, nine o'clock will be here any minute and I still had yet to give Durant my report, I'm sure the others had probably given him their surveillance tapes and our recorded conversations and he was probably even now chomping at the bit to give me instructions on how to use my new in to draw Hank even farther into the web I was setting for him.

The more time I spent in his presence though the more convinced I became that we were barking up the wrong tree. He just didn't fit the type and since I was now considered the brightest new star in the