She knew he would want to surprise her and would show up unexpectedly at her office or apartment. She knew he would smell like a cop who hadn’t showered in days and would probably have bruises on his face and bloody nuckles. As she ran the little trail that snakes the west side of Central Park, it hit her. She wasn’t going to let him though. That stubborn son of a bitch already shocked her and rendered her speechless once. It was her turn to be shocking and loud like he had been.