"You invited me this time." How did you know Tully was here Rollie?" Jessica asked in a confused voice."You forget; I'm a trained detective. I saw a t...uck with the MTA logo about 25 yards down the street, our front door was unlocked, and I could hear Tully opening another beer all the way out on the sidewalk." You heard a beer being opened," Jessica replied. "I don't believe it." Him telling me to meet you guys here at noon might have had something to do with it," Tully offered.Rollie and Tully. If Ashton returned, I could drop him quick. The front door was parallel to the kitchen.The electronic clock atop the fridge read: 10:28PM. I pointed the revolver toward the door. Four minutes passed, I lowered the gun and stood. Ashton had a wife and daughter. Didn't want to waste this bullet on either.I stormed into the den and switched on the end table's lamp near the sofa."Messages..." I started the answering machine. One of the messages was from the babysitter watching Ash's kid. They went. “It’s a lap pillow.”“I know what it is, why are you doing it.”“This worked for my husband after a bad harvest. I don’t know how else to comfort a man ... other than coupling, but you have plenty of that with the whores.”“Oh OK,” he said trying to relax, ignoring her venom for the hotel staff.“I don’t know what to say to make you feel better, and I would not tell you if I knew. Because then you would stop, go off to a safe country and live the easy life like other powerful Worshipers. You have. After an hour's walk he did feel better. He realised that he ran his own business and he knew how to get what he wanted. He reminded himself of this and realised he would have to play a long game. Perhaps play dirty.Everyone but Siobhán was at the breakfast table. He got happy smiles and greetings and sat down to join them in some cereal and toast. He got a résumé of the day before, and made appropriate happy noises.Jessica had made a large pot of tea and he had several mugs. Jessica then took.