she walked to his table , put one finger down , showing off the red finger nail polish , and tapped the surface of the table . the path was easier this time as she ran into the same people as she had earlier so it was a simple matter to just wave to everyone from across the room or hallway . no one would have ever known who had murdered her . she 'd never had someone have so much faith in her , or show so much caring . there was no room in her face for that . 