. Then he added his two cents worth. "Yeah ... we don't need you to tell us that Harold Green hired you to kill us ... we already know. So I doubt the...e's anything you could've told us that would've helped you have any chance at getting out of prison at some point. Nope ... the only thing that might help you now is if you can help us get evidence to convict Green as well." Chew on that for a minute Bobby Joe... Hutchins closed his eyes as his mind whirled. How the hell had he ended up in this. She tried to smile. She really liked Ralph. He was so well-mannered, so polite. She wished that all of Bill's friends were like Ralph, that way she wouldn't have to worry about her son. Sometimes she had hinted to Judy that Ralph would make a good boy friend. Then there was the disquieting thing about Ralph. Ralph, Ralph, Ralph. His name seemed to sing through Arlene's mind all day long. But it wasn't his fault. He was just a bright, personable boy, and he had never done anything to encourage. I quickly lit both cigarettes, puffing them at the same time and coughing. I hurried to catch back up with Claire and handed her one, reluctantly sucking smoke from the other. She saw my lipstick on the filter and laughed before taking a drag. I had quit smoking more than fifteen years ago and I was feeling a little nauseous as we walked. “I love to look at your oh so prim and proper ass,” Claire said, pushing me ahead of her as we walked and I could feel her eyes on the back of my suit skirt. I dont want to have Hayden kill your other friends I know…, Brook said dejectedly, as she exited the pick up and walked up the long walkway to the Rolland mansion. Once at the front door, she pressed the door bell, and in a matter of seconds, Antonia arrived at the door. Brook! How nice to see you! Come in, come in! The middle-aged mexican woman said warmly, Who is that? she then said, looking curiously at the reverends pickup to see Rev. Greene waving his cell phone from the pickup, wearing a.