Bruce seemed happier at hearing Samantha was alive and well when last seen, but he was, with cause, a worried man.Mr White and Mr Green greeted me in ... friendly fashion and dismissed Turk and Smith. I told my story. It seemed to confirm what they had heard from other sources. They assured me that they were in no way responsible for the Colonel's attack on Kim and myself."A dreadful misunderstanding," said Mr Green."Quite," added Mr White. "And one which has led to your delightful sister-in-law. Chauthi, Kal se khana aapki kamar pe rakhogi aur mujhe serve karogi.Paachvi, Mujhe malik kahogi ek hafte ke liye aur koi pooche aapka aur mera rishta toh bologi ki aap meri raand ho Swati.’(Aunty, listen carefully what you have to keep in mind for the next weekFirst, At home, the maximum you can wear is my shirt. No bra, no panties. You can button up the bottom-most buttons of your shirt at max.Second, For this week, you are Swati. When you go out with me, No Bra and no panties.Third, Every. As I sat at my desk today, I found my mind wondering to the erotic thoughts that pervaded me last night. Thoughts that my co-workers would have been shocked to hear. My gaze began to roam about the office, and feelings of desire welled up inside me. In that environment, I maintain a conservative air. It would not do to let my true nature become exposed. Today, though, my interest in them was of a more carnal variety. I watch Cristina, a young Asian girl with beautiful long hair walk from desk. The interview looked pretty normal to me. He was asking the right question. He wanted to the kid to incriminate himself and to role up his dealers. Also anyone who helped him buy the over the counter drugs. He made him the right offers and he made the right threats. When the interview ended I pulled Letter aside."Where did the tip come from?" I asked."What do you mean?" Letter asked."Where did the tip come from that led you to that house?" I asked. "You know as well as I do, he is hardly a.