It is clear that this slut has no loyalty towards you, and initially lied straight to your face about this. I have also found in every case that has c...me before me that if a person is willing to admit to something without duress, then they have something far worse that they are hiding which will only be revealed with some encouragement." And what sort of encouragement did you have in mind?" Rose here currently has a dilemma in her head. She is weighing up the consequences of admitting to her. “I’m sorry to hear that.”“That’s how it is sometimes,” Alfred said. “You have a wonderful night, ma’am.”“You too,” I turned to leave, but something stopped me. “Hey, I’m Devin by the way,” I peered at his name tag again. “Alfred, when is your shift over?”“Oh, in about an hour or so.”I placed my hand on his old, wrinkled one and leaned in close. “I’m going to check into my hotel, get a quick shower, and come back here.”“Ma’am the building will be closed then. I’ll be leaving.”“I know. . “Here, you can’t do that,” Sue cried, reaching to take back the book. Her hand was slapped down, and then again a second time when she again tried to take the book from the Patrol officer’s grasp.“Fuck off,” he growled.“Don’t swear in here. This is a no swearing house.”He just ignored her. “Not here.” He threw the book back at her and stormed out. It was just as well that the patrol officer didn’t know that this particular book was a con. It was maintained daily as if it was real, but every. Now I consider myself a very capable liar, and as such I'm pretty adept at separating the wheat from the chaff; I can tell when a person is lying out flat, when he's just telling a small lie, and when he's lying like only a man in congress can. Jules was talking exactly like that; he wasn't exactly lying technically, but he wasn't telling me everything either. What I found somewhat comforting though, was that he acted and talked like he wanted me to know he wasn't telling me everything. And.