Found With Murder by Jenn Vakey

of your flashes.  It's not noticeable unless you know to be looking for it.”
    “Huh…” she said as she thought over it.  She didn't know whether she should be pleased with his level of observation or concerned with the fact that she had a visible tell.  She was still contemplating it moments later when Ben elbowed her and brought her back to their conversation.
    “Oh, um… She researched us online and read the stories in the paper about us.  As for Kim's shoe, that wouldn't have been hard to learn about.  I even heard some officers talking about it downstairs when I walked in.  I'm sure she did, too.”
    Ben leaned against the table and looked over at Young through the window.  After a few moments, an impish grin formed on his face.
    “What?” Rilynne asked.
    “Oh, I was just trying to picture you dressed up like that,” he said.  Rilynne reached out and shoved him.  “What?  I think you'd look cute.  You could even get charms you could carry around, jingling in front of people.”
    “I'm glad you think it's so funny.  You remember this if anyone actually does find out and we're both looked at the way people are looking at her now,” she said.  She slid off the table and took a step toward the door.  Ben reached out and pulled her back to him, wrapping her up in his arms.
    “That's something you will never have to worry about,” he said.  His hot breath against the back of her neck sent a wave of chills down her spine.  “Even in the off chance that they actually did learn the truth, no one here would ever look at you like you were crazy.  There isn't a single person in this office who doesn't trust you with their life.  Nothing could ever change that.”
    Rilynne leaned back against him, pulling his arms tighter around her.  “Just because you accepted it, doesn't mean anyone else would.”  He leaned down and pressed his lips against her neck.  Her chest tightened as a quiver spread through her.
    “That's not fair,” she whispered.
    He kissed her again, this time just behind her ear.   “What's that?”
    “You know I can't think straight when you do that,” she said on a low moan.  “You're trying to distract me so I don't go in there and call her out.  It’s an abuse of power.”
    Reaching up, he grabbed her chin and turned her head around to face him.  He leaned down until their lips were so close that she could feel his warmth reaching out for her.  “Is that really a bad thing?”  With each word, his lips grazed against hers.  When she couldn't take it anymore, she moved forward to meet them.  As she did, though, he pulled back just enough to maintain their separation.
    Rilynne grinned as her heart started racing.  “No,” she whispered.
    When she moved forward again, he didn't pull back.  Instead, he kissed her, hard.  She spun around in his arms and deepened the kiss.  For one perfect moment, she forgot about everything going on around them.  The world dissolved away, leaving just them in that quiet room, with nothing to think about except each other.
    “What did I say about saving it for the honeymoon?” interrupted Matthews a few moments later.
    Rilynne grinned as they drew apart.  She closed her eyes and shook her head before turning to face her partner.  He was standing in the open doorway, arms pulled up in front of him with a puckish grin on his face.  “Can we help you with something?” she asked.
    “Just thought I should let you know what that psychic said,” he said.  He pushed off the door frame and moved to the table.  “You know, it always surprises me that the freaks come out on cases like this.  You would think that when a child's safety hangs in the balance, they would have some decency and back off.”
    Rilynne shot Ben a sideways glance before walking over and sitting next to Matthews.
    “So what did that charlatan have to say?” she asked.
    “Well, she wasn't bad as far as they go” he said.  “I was honestly surprised