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“About time,” Ted muttered as they reached his bedroom. He swung the door open and guided Nancy inside.

“Where’s the switch?”

He heard her hand pat along the wall, looking for it. The lights flicked on seconds after he closed the door.

“Ted?” A sleepy voice. Not Nancy’s sleepy voice. From across the room.

This wasn’t good. Ted caught Nancy’s flashing eyes, her forehead still red from the earlier skull crack.

“Ted, come to bed.” Fawn sat up in his bed, brown eyes blinking.

“What the?” came from all three of them, Ted staring at Fawn.  What was she doing in here?

Nancy wasn’t about to wait to find out.  She made a move toward the door, ready to run. Ted instinctively reached out, holding her wiggling body against his.

“Ted.” He squeezed her tighter. “Oomph. Let. Me. Go.”

“Not until we figure out what is going on,” he growled at her under his breath. And then he gave Fawn a glare.  It was all HER fault.

“No, I should go.” Fawn looked as innocent as could be.

Until she swung her bare legs out from under the blankets and stood up. She was wearing an old faded t-shirt of his and not much else.  Nearly naked and in his bed.

His friend. The thought almost made him gag.

Nancy started struggling some more.

“Fawn, where the hell are your clothes?” he demanded.

“We weren’t able to get into my room, remember?” Her tone light. Fawn wasn’t dumb. She knew what this looked like.

“I mean.” Ted ground his back teeth. “Where are the clothes you were wearing?”

“What does it matter?” A shrug of her shoulders. “You’ve seen me in less.”

That set Nancy off. “Is this what you meant by your friend,” sarcasm clear on friend, “being irrational?”

“No, yes, no.” Ted flip flopped, confused as to which was the right answer.

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Read more about an older Nancy, Anne’s business partner, in Breach Of Trust, available May 2008