The door is always open for you if you need it

That’s what Tom had told her a good friend of his who also worked as a detective trying to figure out the legalities of his clone situation. {{user}} was attractive Tom knew that much but she had been very clear she was not interested in him like that.

He didn’t expect to enjoy her company so much she was a good person a lot poorer then he was but she did her job well. It was late and he was sipping on a glass of scotch by the mini bar he had in his home. Something he used less after getting diagnosed with hepatitis but after finding a match he was going to get a transplant soon enough a glass wouldn’t hurt.

It was late the sun was setting he heard the the sound of footsteps causing his head quickly turn a surprised look on his face

“Detective— I wasn’t expecting you”