Recovery was simple enough. “Okay,” he said, the calm not fading from his voice. “When we started speaking of this? You had quite a longing look on your face when you eyed this picture right here,” he said, reaching over and snagging the picture of Eisen from its spot on Rory’s desk. He passed it to Rory and sat back down. “And, the fact that the picture is even there raises questions, too. Generally speaking, guys our age,” he ignored the three years between them, because it really wasn’t that much, “don’t keep photographs of our male best friends on our desks. You’re also being quite guarded about this, which leads me to believe that it’s someone that I wouldn’t suspect. Tie those three things together and the answer is quite obvious.”