"So Cat, omm… Vincent, he is a doctor."
"Ya, he was just out of med school when his brothers, William and Daniel died in the towers three years ago. So he in listed and when in Afghanistan was part of an experiment for the company Murfeld, which my mom worked for. By the way is still alive as well."
"He is the reason you didn't want me here tonight and made up the story about your parent's anniversary?"
"Vincent and I are extremely close, he is my best friend and I love him so yes. I only went out with you because I knew you would not stop asking."
"Okay, so friends?" Evan said putting his hand out, only for me to take it and reply, "friends.
However, I know we work in a precinct but we can't report what happen to night or look into Murfeld, you can't tell anyone want happened tonight."
"What about your family?"
"Vincent and I will have to worry about that."
"I will help. I won't tell anyone or do anything you don't say to do," Evan insisted.
"Okay, are you able to quietly dust for prints and send them through the scanner, so we know who was here?" I asked.
"I'll try."