Robin sat on the stairs beside Viv, watching the to-ing and fro-ing from the police incident room and the CSIs donning over-suits and moving off towards the cottage in the woods. It was nine in the morning, and his world was upside down. âSo, did you everâ'
âLike you, care about you, or were you just part of the job? That what you've been trying to ask for the past hour?'
âI suppose it is.'
âRobin, you are such an idiot sometimes.' She took his hand and held it tight.