But Sheffield knew someone was following him. He pulled into an alley, where there were also no cameras. He killed the engine, and peered through the rear-view mirror. He could see the other car speeding past.

Sheffield was getting a little bored. He knew all this. Then something strange happened. The black car stopped. It looked Like it was going to turn around, but the driver rolled to a stop, and stayed there for about a minute. Then the car zoomed off.

Sheffield zoomed in, hoping to catch a glimpse of the man's face. But the guy wore a black mask and a black hood, fouling attempts at identification. He couldn't even get the general shape of the man's face.

Obviously, the man was extremely careful. He was well-disguised, and the car had no identifying marks whatsoever-no license plate, logo, or model.

The young doctor could tell the guy was driving an ordinary sedan.

Sheffield compiled the few clues he could, and saved the important evidence on his computer.

By the time Evelyn finished showering and walked out of the bathroom, she saw him Leaning against the headboard on the bed lazily, phone in hand. She was none the wiser as to what he'd been doing.

Seeing her, he put down his cellphone and crooked his index finger in a come-hither gesture. Then he patted on the bed and said, “Honey, come here. I kept it warm for you."

Evelyn let down her hair.

“Can I use your computer for a minute?" she asked him.

With the same grin on his face, he jumped out of the bed and said,

“Sure! But why now?"

"I need to deal with something. It'll only take a minute." Wearing a white nightgown, Evelyn looked at him with a smile on her face.

Sheffield walked to her and put his arm around her shoulders. He led her to the study.

"You can use my computer, but you have to do something for me. Since you used my computer, you gotta let me use you later."

“Use me?"

"Yes. For example, a kiss. And another kiss, and...

"

As Evelyn pinched his cheek, he gave in immediately.

“Sorry, honey,” he apologized.

Evelyn let go of his cheek and snorted.

When they entered the study, Evelyn seemed excited about something rather mundane.

“Wow, the keyboard of your desktop computer is so cool!"

“What?" He Looked at the black keyboard. Except for the fact that there were dedicated macro-keys, there was nothing special about it.

However, since Evelyn said so, he nodded and said, "It's not bad!"