"Other name?" Peters." "Not lieutenant Peters?" I enquired."Captain," she croaked.I had spent too long with her, I switched the Laptop off and returne... to my office locking the door behind me, her stench clung to me, so I back tracked and showered and changed before returning once again to the world of banking.I tried to make sense of things, I knew Peters vaguely, and he was definitely a shit.I let Miss Reilly rot in her filth for a while longer, and only as midnight approached did I once. As I understand it the Reverend told the female base commander that she was worse than the men. She had the Reverend thrown in the brig with the men involved to teach him a lesson in manners. Eventually cooler heads prevailed, and the Reverend was released."The Reverend complained to the FoM high command. The starbase commander and the prosecutors received reprimands in their files for their actions, mostly because the men were released rather than returned to the custody of the Reverend. The. I straddled his stomach area and we kissed passionately. We laid on the couch together until Seth said that we should go enjoy the night life from his balcony. He grabbed the wine and our glasses and led me to the balcony. He had a table and chairs on one side and a hot tub big enough for 6 on the other side. I put my hand in to feel the water, it was warm to the touch. Seth looked over to his neighbors porch and no one was there. He smiled and said that we have all the privacy in the. Barry Wescott, lead criminologist at the Minneapolis Crime Lab. He and Jones had worked together on a number of cases over the past few years. In fact, of all the people Jones had worked with since transferring from Chicago, Barry was not just the first, but the only one who hadn’t, at one time or another wanted to toss Jones out the nearest window to get him to shut the hell up. It wasn’t that they had become friends or anything like that. They had simply developed a rapport, or, at least, the.