’ I groaned. I knew this was coming. The Chief’s little incident of disarming the SBI agents had not gone over well with half of the State’s leg...slators and other officials, while the other half supported what he did and pushed back on his behalf. But it was a spark to potentially ignite the festering war that was being fought politically. The Governor was the Chief’s close personal friend, but his (the Governor’s) only solution was to tell everyone that Chief Griswold would be retiring by the. I actually kind of liked it in a creepy sort of way. She even bound me all up after the whole thing happened. I guess I should start saying pussy, snatch or cunt -- vagina just sounds so clinical.Anway, back to my story. My parents are pretty awful. They made me wear long dresses and long-sleeved shirts in public up until, well, now. She also, on my Dad's orders, made me wear these silly granny panties that my gran would never wear. My gran used to dance in Chicago in the thirties, and she was. Looks like we could have us some leverage here maybe?”“Yeah. That’s what I thought. The husband will be out from cover looking for work. The two of them will probably have money worries. I think there will be more pressure on his wife, lubrication of a sort. Manfred, I think it’s time to kick ass.”“Like how?”“Like you shouldn’t ask. Look, here are the alternatives.“First, I keep listening to the phone intercepts, but I do not relish having to listen to the collected phone calls of the McEwan’s. What is the point of living in the city if the power goes out more here than it did on the ranch? Which I don’t miss the ranch, at least it was quiet there but then again it was boring. But with the power out, the neighborhood becomes silent, dark and peaceful.Going through the camping gear I found the lantern, with dead batteries, of course. Phone battery is sitting at 15% so that will also be dead soon. Thankfully I keep the flashlights near the bed and can easily maneuver the hallway with.