I am heartily thankful to those readers who have given their valuable feedback. I am male the story is completely fictional. Let’s enjoy the journey...Ayesha was in HSC so her complete focus was on her studies. I had told her time and again to focus on studies only and not on her bf. She understood the situation well and was fully concentrated on studies only. I was happy that she did it well though she had kept the friendship alive but both the kids were focusing on studies.As parents, we were. Ignoring everyone else I turned to Hadiya. I surprised her when I first took her by the shoulders and leaned up -- like everyone she's taller than me -- and my lips brushed hers through the scarf. Since it was tucked under the hood and down into the neckline of her robe I started with the top button. The whole office held its breath as more of her chest was revealed.I was right. All she was wearing was the robe and the scarf.Reaching the bottom button exposed a narrow strip of her from her neck. Corvus was so absorbed in analyzing what was making him unusually tense that he almost didn't register what Quad said next."We left the last one alive. He hasn't told us much. Footsoldiers rarely know more than a tiny part of their organization." The guy who tried to kill me is still alive ... in custody?" Corvus asked, surprised."Sure. We've got him down in the dungeons."That got a deep scowl from Corvus. "Seriously. Is he alive or not?" He's alive down in the dungeons," Quad repeated. "I can. It was a slow Friday night down at the station house with only an odd drunk here or there, but there was a certain spark in the air like we were all waiting around for something to go wrong and for all hell to break loose and rain fire and brimstone right down on top of our heads. The last time I felt like that was just before the ammo dump exploded in Danang, Vietnam on a quiet Sunday morning when only the boom-boom girls were stirring.My favorite team of detectives, Mutt and Jeff, all fired.