<strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><br/><br/>Hef smiled and pat on Val's back, walking with her his hand staying at a perfect gentleman's height, but he smiled to her as the two made their way to the shoot. "I am young at heart as long as I can look at beauty, and I think when I look at you I'll feel like high school is back in session." He commented openly and followed her to the shoot.<br/><br/>The cameras and lights ready, and all of her prepared, the shoot was about to begin. Hef looked at her proudly and nod his head once. "Tell you what, if this goes as well as I think it will, why not give a little interview inside the pages for the folks back at home to have trouble keeping you out of their mind?" He smirked a hiint at this. "I think it would be one article the men would not be willing to skip despite any other temptations."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>"I cant say a name at this point, because it could be taken as slander, but I suspect this is a young man quite close to you, someone that you know personally.<em>Personal</em>reasons were clear enough, your apartment has been trashed and this was the work of no burglar, this was clear anger, and the kind of anger you dont get with a stranger." The detective stared at her intently.<br/><br/>"The fellow might have worn gloves at attacking the place, but given the shouting the neighbors heard, they thought it was an ex-boyfriend coming back to rage for being tossed out or something of the sort. Descriptions only lead to a single man."<br/><br/>Turning around a nearby paper, he showed a drawing that resembled Timothy for most part, ears a little too big, and his eyes looked a little big, but otherwise the picture was fair, and it was accurate enough that the man could be recognised from it.