“If his gun was empty why did you kill him? Couldn’t you just incapacitate him?”I looked back at him, not really believing my ears.“First of a...l, I wasn’t sure that his gun was empty. Secondly, I had no way of knowing if he had another gun or knife somewhere.”“Both.”I must have looked a bit stunned, since he repeated what he had just said.“He had both. Another gun and a knife. You can consider yourself very lucky. I also had a few words with the local prosecutor and he has no interests in. "Fuck!" What?" I was surprised. Tami didn't use that kind of language often.Tami spun, staring at me. "You caught them. Didn't you?" Them? Caught who? I don't know what you mean."Tami came back and captured my face in her hands. "Tony Marion Sims, one of the things I love about you is that you're a terrible liar. You don't like lying, so you don't put much effort into it." I don't know what you're talking about." Yes, you do. And when you're ready to talk about it, I'll be here."She was still. I'd had a crush on her since we'd shared a class last year. She barely even knew I was alive. Miranda continued to straighten her desk and barely gave me a glance out of the corner of her eye as the third occupant of our office leapt to her feet to welcome me. 'Hi! I'm Tabitha! Or just Tabby. But you can call me Tabby Cat you hunk'a tall, dark and handsome...' 'I'm, uh, umm, Daniel,' I managed to mumble as I shook the hand Tabitha-Tabby-Tabby Cat extended. 'What's the matter, Handsome? Tabby. I threw on the clothes along with the sneakers which she had bought for me. She was in the wardrobe putting on her outfit. I lit a cigarette and sat down on the bed, awaiting her exit. As the wardrobe door opened I became speechless, my jaw dropped and eyes widened from Shania's appearance. She was wearing the shortest white dress I had ever seen, so short that the slightest bend would expose everything under it. Pantyhose with lace patterns on them together with matching garter belt and.