How are you?MrSir: Great. But more importantly, how are you this evening?I paused. This guy wasn't like the others. He was polite.Emmalee: Good, but t...red. Just got off work.MrSir: That's good. Just curious, where do you work?Emmalee: Benny's. It's a lounge down the street.MrSir: I've been there. What's your name?Emmalee: Emma. It's short for Emmalee.. You can call me Em if you'd like to... What's yours?MrSir: Beautiful name. And you will call me Sir.Odd. This one was demanding. Our. Now listen carefully, slut. This is important and you will NOT lie to me. I’ll know.”It was a true statement. Paul had quietly brought something to my attention. Mary always grabbed her pinky fingernail and held it curled with the thumb of the same hand when she lied. If she was telling stories, she begin to flick the finger with her thumb. She didn’t even know she was doing it and that’s why the first fake nail she’d always lost was her pinky fingernail. Now she didn’t have fake nails but she. When I arrived, I found Liu talking with his other detective buddies. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” I said with subtle innocence. “Not at all, “Liu said as he kissed me. He excused himself, took me by the arm and led me out of the room. “I thought I told you not to go out alone. At least not until we catch this guy,” he said with concern. “I’m not afraid of him, besides its Christmas Eve. I don’t think he’ll strike tonight,” I said as he led me to an interview room. “I don’t think the. I grinned. "Cool." Her face blossomed into a radiant smile and she tackled me to the carpet with a big hug and a wet kiss.I carefully watched my steps as we walked through the front gate. The morning was chilly; Jenn warmed me by squeezing me tightly and herself by talking about her synthesizer. "And I found some good temperature-stable resistors in a catalog from Germany... oh, and Daddy says we can use his soldering station so we'll have two and we can work on it together, and-" Jenn stopped.