Kotala, I’m Mr. Aho. Would you like to talk down here at the cafe or up in my office?”“I’d prefer the office, thank you.”“Okay, the office...it is. Would you like to have some coffee or tea with you before we go up there?”“Neither, thank you.”Distant and not overly friendly. If she wanted to hire me, she probably was in trouble already. We went up to the seventh floor in silence. Once there and seated, I turned towards her after I had first taken her overcoat from her, put it on a coat hanger and. ”That night after manisha fell asleep i lay awake thinking about the phone calls. I was obvious that my initial assumptions had been all wrong. Rohit sinha was well out of the picture and obviously had no mean to keep an ongoing affair with my wife. Yet the seed of doubt had been planted in my brain and as hard as i tried, i could not keep it from growing.I again thought about telling manisha about the phone calls but decided against it. It occurred to me that if i told her about the calls it. " She felt a little weak in the knees."Well I found that I can't stop thinking about you. I'm starting to think that we had something special." I thought so too," she said quietly."I'm glad that you didn't change the lock to the house," he said and grinned, that twenty megawatt smile. "This must be my son," he said as he leaned over and patted her slightly bulging stomach. "You don't look very pregnant."Sarah looked at him with longing. "Can I get you a soda or something?" How about a beer?". “Well,” the young woman went on, “Could you identify these photos for us, and tell us where the incident shown occurred?”She put some photos before her. At first Susan was at a loss. It was Gail and Victor in the park, seemingly alone. Then she remembered.“Yes,” she said. “It was about two weeks ago and we were all in the park. Whoever took these made sure little Carl and I were not on the photos. We were right next to them. What bastard took these photos?”“They arrived at the station.