The interrogation room was chilly, but Mac and Stella were comfortable considering how hot the weather was in the city. They had been hit by a heat-wave this week, and everyone was still getting used to it. Mac couldn't help but notice that the amount of clothing Stella had worn this week was significantly less than he was used to as well. Today her sleeveless black blouse cut down low in the front and ruffled around her chest and collar, accentuating her collarbones and cleavage.

Stella had noticed that everyone seemed to be affected by the heat except Mac, who appeared as calm and collective as ever. She found it sexy that he could look so composed in his suit and dress shirt even though it was pushing 85 degrees outside in mid-April.

Stella had fallen for Mac long ago. She actually wasn't sure when, or why, exactly she had fallen in love with him. All she knew was one day she woke up and realized that she would never love anyone the way she loved him, and she may as well just forget about trying with anyone else. It had been difficult, but eventually Stella came to terms with the idea that she was destined for a life alone, silently observing the man she was in love with because there was no way he could ever feel the same about her.

Now, his deep voice startled her back to reality as Sara Rivers was led into the room and sat down across from them.

"Miss Rivers, what exactly was your relationship with Bill Getty?" he asked sternly.

"We were business partners. We started our firm ten years ago, and our hard work is just starting to pay off," she said quietly.

Stella cut in. "What were you doing in his office last night after business hours?"

"What? Oh, that. Yeah, I had drinks with a potential investor last night. I closed the deal. It's the biggest deal we've ever gotten, so I went straight back to the office instead of home last night to give Bill the good news. We had a glass of champagne to celebrate. And I left."

"That seems like a detail you should have mentioned to us during our first round of questions, Miss Rivers. You were the last person to see him alive," Mac said.

"You don't think I…" she trailed off. "I would never…"

"Look we're going to cut right to the chase here because we know you're still not telling us everything," Stella interrupted. "We know the two of you had sex last night. In his office."

Sara Rivers let out a sob after a short moment of silence.

"He raped me."