"Now that I believe," I said. "Okay, I'll take care of it." I turned the car around and took Monk home. But first I got the cooker's names from Monk.I...wanted to run them before I went up against them, but it would hurt my position, should I have to go to court with them. It had to look like a chance encounter to be believable. I planned to stop him, if he would stop. If he ran, I planned to run him down. Either way I planned to catch him with a car full of meth.Once home I switch gears, during. Usne kaha..Maine kaha rosy ji aapke husband tour pe kitne din rehte hai?? Wo bolo mahine me 20 din..Maine kaha ohhh phir to aapko time nahi de paste honge??Usne lambi shash li aur bolo ki hote hai to bhi kaha time time dete hai ..Bade hi udash mann se kaha..Ab mera mauka pakka jo gaya mujh pe ruka nahi ja raha raha tha.Mai uske bagal mai as ke baith gaya usne koi aitraz nahi kiya..Mai uske kandhe pe haath rakha aur ek kiss uske gaal kar li wo smile ki tv dekhti rahi..Ab line bilkul clear thi. Before her husband had passed away she always worked hard to look good for him, she worked out at the gym, made monthly visits to the hairdressers and even used a tanning salon twice a week. But now she just looked old and tired. Her hair had deteriorated into a mixture of light brown and gray, her tan was long gone and her figure could use less calories and more exercise not to mention the fact that since Charles died she hadn't been intimate with anyone — intimate hell, she didn't even bother. So many times they had parted only to get their reunification wrong and end it in a shouting match.He heard the front door opening and Mairead's voice."Hello Dollar. Oh Cassie, there's a visitor for you."Then her voice. The sound of it hit like a hammer, and his breathing quickened."Who Mum?" In there. Dollar, let's go and make some tea for them."The door opened and there she stood, so beautiful it hurt him. She looked at him and she gaped."Ged? What... ?"He said nothing but stood and handed.