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little vague and the wider questions of
the world never seemed to affect her. Even so she was looking a little more
spaced out than I had ever seen her before.
    Miranda looked over. “She’s fine. She’s still got some of
the medications in her system but I’m going to take care of her for the next
couple of days, make sure there are no lasting effects.”
    I felt better knowing that Miranda was involved. First aid
was the extent of my medical training. A requirement of Monique’s, considering
the number of her staff who had needed to utilize that skill for suspected drug
overdoses.
    “Where will she be staying?” I asked.
    “At her home” said Miranda.
    I must have looked as horrified as I felt.
    “Adele is fine with that” she said hurriedly.
    Looking at the dilated pupils of Adele’s eyes, I was pretty
sure she would be fine with walking off the edge of the Grand Canyon. It didn’t
mean it was a particularly good idea though.
    “Have you thought that maybe the police would be still
interested in the house as a crime scene” I said slowly. “Maybe it would be
better to put her in a suite at a hotel for a little while.”
    “But I need my clothes, my computer, my things” Adele said
in an almost childish, sing song voice.
    “I can get all of that for you” I said calmly, patting her
on the shoulder but looking at Miranda, knowing that she was the one that I was
going to need to convince.
    Whatever medication Adele was on at the moment meant that
she was in no way capable of making decisions. I knew in those circumstances
Miranda and Elliot were going to be taking on the caring role. They were the
ones that I was going to need to negotiate with to help Adele.
    Miranda took a moment. “If you really think that is for the
best, you are the only one of us who has seen the house since the incident.”
    “I really think that Adele is not ready for the house based
on the last time I saw it” I said.
    Miranda nodded. “Very well, if you can organize a suite for
her to stay at and then get some clothes and anything else you think she will
need, then I will take her to the hotel and we will meet you there.”
    “Will there be anyone staying with her?” I asked.
    “I have hired a nursing agency that I use sometimes for my
patients who prefer not to stay at hospital.” Miranda smiled. “She will have a
nurse with her twenty four hours a day.”
    I nodded, encouraged that Adele was being well taken care
of. Stepping out of the room I organized a hotel suite for Adele and then
called the police station looking for permission to enter Adele’s house. I was
put through to Detective Ramos.
    “We’re finished with it” she said. “Did you want me to put
you through to Griffin?”
    Cooper’s words were still ringing in my ears so I declined
and hurriedly got off the phone.
    “The hotel is sorted” I said as I entered Adele’s room.
“I’ve got the go ahead to access the house so I’ll get everything I need for
Adele. Is there anything in particular I should bring?”
    “My laptop” said Adele, “and my notes. I think I know where
I’ve been going wrong. It’s all so much clearer now.”
    “I’ll do that,” I smiled.
    Nodding to Miranda I left the room. Adele’s house looked
very much as it always did. Though it was not as opulent as some homes in LA, it
had a peaceful coziness about it. Adele had once told me she could not part
with the house when she became successful because she and her first husband had
bought it together. She had always been happiest in this house. I wondered how
Eric’s death was going to affect that feeling of peace. The house showed
definite signs of being searched by the police. Things were out of place, some
items had been broken. I knew that I would need to try to recapture that
serenity that Adele cherished before I could even think of allowing her back
into the house. Just one more of the jobs I was going to need to do. In Adele’s
room I grabbed some clothes and