"My occupation isn't here in Holly Springs, actually. I'm a journalist in Atlanta, I just came back to write a story. The residents weren't willing to talk to any other reporters, so I said I would write the story that's published in all the major newspapers and magazines." Eve inhaled the cigarette like she was inhaling her last breath, keeping the smoke on her tongue as she savored the flavor. "I lived here until I was 18, that was six years ago. To answer you last question, I knew all of them...I even slept with two of them back when I was still in high school. Everyone knows the victims in this town, because everyone knows everyone. So no, i don't have any note worthy relationships with the victims. To answer your unasked question, I just got in today. I haven't visited in six years. You can ask anyone around here. Doubt they'll answer you, but you can ask." She took out another hand rolled cigarette, pressing it to her nose before putting in back in the tin. She tried again, this time lighting the cigarette she pulled out. "You have six and a half more minutes, or you can get breakfast with me and I can fill you in on the do's and don'ts of Holly Springs."<br/><br/>Eve raised a questioning brow, as she not so subtly ran her eyes over his handsome form. He was out of place with his well tailored suit and smooth looking hands. The men of Holly Springs worked for a living, their hands stained with grease and caked with callouses. It was hard to hold back the chuckle that tries its best to force its way out of her mouth. In the end it wins out, and she apologizes. "I'm sorry. You're just a sight for sore eyes in this hick town. The men don't even wear formal attire to church. Lord, these people probably think you're the FBI. Hm." She shook her head. "So, breakfast or nah? I'm the only one who's going to offer to take you anywhere the whole time you're here, I can promise you that."<br/><br/>Robert was handsome, she would give him that. There was something about him that made her want to get to know him. Maybe it was just lust, but she was more than willing to see what developed between them. Maybe something, maybe nothing. At least he would be something to do in this boring little town.