Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Millie was escorted out in broad daylight, panic written all over her face. Her first thought was whether her escapades abroad had been unearthed.

Yet, facing the shocked and questioning gazes around her, she managed a smile and said with composure, "Must be some mix-up, I guess? I'll go see what's up." Her three roommates exchanged bewildered looks, ultimately watching helplessly as she was led away.

"What's going on? I'm freaking out here..."

"Something's not right, huh?"

"What do we do now? Should we call her folks?"

"Do you have her parents' number?"

The roommate shook her head.

Then, it hit her. There was this time when Murray had dropped Millie off at the dorm, and he'd handed them his business card, which should have his number.

With that thought, she dashed back to the dorm, rummaged for the card, and dialed the number.

up a meeting and was about to leave work when his personal

and only a select few had

I'm worried something's up, can you check on

car door open. Slipping into the

had to

as he found his assistant's contact: "Millie's

...

turned out just as the veteran cop predicted: the incident happened abroad, and pursuing it was practically impossible. They

heard she

it was a tall figure, phone in hand idly flipping it. If not Murray, who else could it be?

you came

her smile awkwardly hanging, making her look like a clown. Murray straightened up and approached her.

you think, let me explain-" Murray coldly withdrew his hand, his eyes filled

had called just as

at the station. Listening. to in the car, he

in the car, he