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asked carefully.
    He didn’t even smile.  “I’m a detective with the Chicago Police Department .  My name is Brock Transom.”
    Her eyes widened with that statement, then narrowed.  “What’s going on?  Why would the Chicago Police be here?”
    Brock leaned forward, feeling like there was a hidden issue that was important to the investigation.  “Why would HR have someone investigating you?” he asked, not answering her own inquiry.
    Crossing her arms over her chest, she shrugged slightly.  “I know there are rumors going on around here.  But I don’t know where they started or even if they are true.  As far as I’m concerned, they aren’t any of my business.”
    Brock thought that was an interesting revelation.  Especially since several of the rumors circled around her relationship with the deceased.  “Even if you are the topic of those rumors?”
    She was quiet for a moment, her mind going through the question in her mind, trying to decipher what he was asking her.  When the answer finally occurred to her, she gasped and sat up straighter.  “They’re saying that I…” she looked out her empty doorway, “and Jared?” After several tense moments, she slumped down in her chair.  “Unbelievable,” she whispered.  “I thought it was Jared and…” she stopped and looked up at him, as if suddenly realizing that he was still in her office. “Never mind,” she said and leaned forward.  “I’m not sleeping with Jared, nor will I ever sleep with him.  He’s my boss and that’s it.”  She sighed.  “Really, the only communication we have with each other in person is in the Friday morning update meetings.  All other communications are through e-mail.”
    Brock noticed that she was back to closing herself up, wrapping her fingers tightly together and her shoulders were tense.  “We’ll be checking through those,” he commented, just to see what her reaction was.  Nothing.  She almost seemed relieved. 
    “Good.  So there’s no need to investigate any other rumors, right?  The e-mail communication between us should tell it all.  We are professionals, co-workers.  That’s it.”
    Brock really wanted to believe her.  All her body language told him she was telling him the truth.  But there was something about her, something she was hiding.  This beauty had a secret , and that secret was pretty important to her. 
    “Do you have any other questions?” she asked when he didn’t say anything.
    Brock had to be impressed that she wasn’t intimidated by the silence.  A point in her favor.  Whenever he kept quiet, people tended to get nervous about the silence and fill it with idle comments.  Sometimes those comments were extremely revealing. 
    S o she was smart as well as beautiful. 
    That didn’t mean she wasn’t sleeping with her boss. 
    “I think that’s all for now.  But I’ll be in touch,” he told her and stood up.  “We’re interviewing all the employees with ties to Mr. Silverberg.”
    Nina had no idea what that was about, so she turned back to her computer and dismissed the man from her mind.  Or tried to, at least.  He was a bit too big to completely dismiss.  And obnoxious.  And arrogant.  Darn it!  She backspaced several times to get rid of the code she’d just written – it made absolutely no sense.  The man was distracting her! 
    For the next two hours, she sat in her office and worked on the program segments she’d received from one of her teammates late last night.  Unfortunately, she only got about a quarter of the work done that she normally would, and it was all because of one tall, gorgeous man that looked like he needed to shave.  And the fact that she wanted to run the tips of her fingers through that five-o’clock shadow, see what it felt like, explore the texture of that bristly beard over that fascinating scar. 
    Shaking her head, she gritted her teeth and focused once again on her computer screen. 
    There were some