If you read chapter 18 you might have to go back and make sure you read the right one because I totally changed it. Didn't like it. Thank you for reviewing!

The next day while Olivia was at work, David had to go and get things set up. He was meeting with a wedding planner and wanted it set up for next week. He walked down the block to the cafe where he was meeting Elizabeth Conner.

"David Haden?" a small woman asked sitting down at a table.

"Elizabeth Conner?"

"Yes sir," she answered standing up. She put her hand out for David to shake and he offered a firm handshake.

"So where do we start?" David asked taking a seat across from her.

"First I need to know the color your fiance wants," Elizabeth answered opening up a lavender folder ready for taking notes.

"Just a second I wrote all of this down," David said as he checked in his jacket pockets for the paper. "Here it is."

Elizabeth took the paper from David and began reading it, "This has everything I need on it."

"I need this to be perfect," David said getting even more serious, "My fiance, Olivia, means the world to me. I know you meet a million guys who say the same thing but I mean it. I've been engaged before but nothing can compare to the love I have for this women."

Elizabeth found it beautiful that David cared so much about his soon to be wife so she gave him her promise that the wedding would be perfect.

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Back at the precinct, Olivia was working with Amaro on trying to figure out who had framed David.

"Do we have any possible suspects?" Olivia asked reading a file on her desk.

"We checked James' probation officer and he said that he was home all night."

Olivia sighed, "As far as I know David has no enemies. I don't know who else could have done it."

"Maybe," Amaro said with a thinking look on his face, "Remember when I told you that James had gotten out of the precinct? He was cuffed to the chair. Isabelle wasn't."

Olivia looked up at Amaro from the paper she was reading with a shocked look, "They were partners. That's why their stories never made sense."

"Last time I talked to her she was getting ready to leave for Africa," Olivia said, "We have to get to that apartment before she leaves."

Amaro nodded his head and off they went.