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There was only circumstantial evidence that the dead man was her rapist at all. Even the fact that there had been no more rapes with that modus operandi didn't prove anything. Like Lacey, no one had come forward to ask where their son, or brother, or father, or husband was. The crispy critter, still unidentified, was still on a slab, but was scheduled to be put in a plain, unmarked box and buried in the county cemetery. Everyone else had forgotten all about him. They'd forgotten about Lacey, too.Just like Lacey had forgotten.And then there was her calm statement: "I love you."There had been no time to go into that. He didn't even know if he SHOULD go into that. He wanted to believe it was a random statement, made while she was thinking of someone else. Then he thought about how absurd that was. She was, as far as he could tell, the perfect woman. Intelligent, capable, strong, not to mention gorgeous. There was her background ... her willingness to accede to people's suggestions .... After 3 mintues, she finally let go, and I noticed a tear in her eye."What are you crying for, Jess? Is everything alright. Did he come over before you left to come get me?" No, everything is fine. It's just you." That statement had me confused. Was she upset that I was there? Should I have not come out here? Should I leave? "You are just the sweetest guy that I have ever met. I don't know of another man that would have come all the way out here just to make sure that I could get a decent night's sleep." Jessica, it's really no problem. I will stay here just as long as you want me to. I won't let him harm you again." With that, she proceeded to hug me again. This time, she nearly squeezed the very breath out of me. She let go, and just looked at me. I smiled at her, and I guess that it calmed her fears. She turned and walked into her bedroom, and motioned for me to follow.Once inside, she told me where to put my stuff, and asked if I needed to lay down and take a nap. I told her that.
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