“Oh God, Kate, did he beat you?

She turned sharply to Zaslavsky and her eyes flashed angrily:

- Who?

- Marini? What are those marks on your neck?

Catherine finally looked at him, and Zaslavsky could have sworn that that damned smile played on her sensual lips again ... as if she remembered something.

- No, Alex. He didn't beat me.

- You fell. Yes! Certainly! You walked down the corridor, fell, hit the corner. God, Kat! Don't you realize he's dangerous?! Dante Marini is accused of seven murders. Seven dead girls may be the work of him! He's a damn pervert!

- Did you draw such conclusions? - again...