"She's not black, Mrs. Tan. A light cafe au lait, yes; black, no. You must not be racial." "Hah! Facts are facts. She's been looking for you." I never...knew anyone who could put so much disapproval into a single 'Hah.' Now if it were Mandy then you'd see a different Mrs. Tan — Godzilla's sister with a sugarplum."OK, get her on the phone then. I'm sure she left her card or something." My curiosity was aroused. Cleopatra La Prince came on heavy over the phone."I have to see you again. Tonight.. I'm the one that sent you an email earlier today? Have you had a chance to listen to the attachment?" Of course I listened. How do I know that it's really Phil and some woman named Sally? It could be a fake." Sally is my wife and I assure you it's not a fake. I haven't been back home since I heard that tape. I recorded them in my house in my bed on Sunday night. Sally works for your husband. He's her boss." That son of a bitch. I knew he was screwing someone but I didn't know who. Now I do.. It's... like... it makes me embarrassed?" Eileen blushed and stammered and tried to figure out what she was going to ask him. She couldn't just blurt out her question, 'is masturbating a sin, could she?"There's no need to be embarrassed, my dear. God has sent you here for guidance from me so just go ahead and tell me what's bothering you." Well... nobody likes me, Reverend Gibson. Because I'm so fat and ugly and not very smart and all that... and I get lonesome. And I sin." There. She'd said. So he’s known for … a few days,’ Tony hesitated, shrinking the time. In fact, Martin had known for weeks. ‘Well, it’s nice to know that not every cop in the city hates us,’ Thorson chuckled. ‘Our main objective is to get a conviction on the three or four people who pulled off this scam. We will try to get a federal charge of conspiracy to commit murder on the guy we picked up today. That business took place across state lines and that should give us jurisdiction. The main thing is we want to.