“Really!” she slurred, bosom heaving, “You are too awful for words!” “That’s what all the girls say!” ripo...ted Mike, but Jane had turned on her heel and gone. By the time all the gear was packed, I had sobered up. Nothing like exercise in the cool night air to clear the head. And just as well, because I had a vanload of gear to drive away. Almost everybody had gone, just the caterers rounding up the last few stray glasses from the lawn and. It was going to be a 1 hour ride. Tokyo was a huge city and spread out.I thought the subway appeared packed for such a late time of night. There were only men on my car, about 40 of them. I could smell stale alcohol and even saw some sitting and drinking. I was a little uncomfortable when I caught a few looking at me on several occasions.I settled in for the ride standing and holding a car as all the seats were occupied. I put on my ipod and cranked the music.About five minutes into the. I wondered if they would use the same questions for us.Marcy had the local MAAR send 3 SUVs to the general aviation terminal for us. As traffic was light, we were close to an hour early.Another thing Curtis had done was to have interrogations held in the big security meeting room at the college; for convenience close proximity to the tragedy. It was also for field review if necessary; all making sense.Frank, Eric and Kent Dalton were already there. I stuck my head into big meeting room to say,. In less than half an hour, I was cleaned-up, straightened up and back at the desk.There was some more conversation with him about the area, I made myself a drink. After maybe twenty minutes he asked, “Did what I think happened…just happen?” I asked him what he ‘thought’ had happened.“I think that guy you went to the room with…one of you got fucked…or something like that.”I have zero inhabitations and had been checking this guy out. He wasn’t bad looking and he had a bit of a bulge in his.