Pate's job settled into the normal routine, with a lot less excitement, which did not make him mad at all.The State Crime Lab's report stated that the... had found several prints on the back of the vehicle as if someone had been pushing it but no match found as, yet.Officially, both Mackenzie's and Mona's deaths were still classified as Homicides by person or persons unknown, but Pate had a feeling it had something to do with the Colonel and his bunch. He just had no way to prove it.There was. "Ok, somebody start the timer."Skip said, "Got it. Go!" Apparently they had both chosen a cheek, as therhythm and impact was different on each. One was much slower but harder,and I figured that must be Betsy. Soon though, the other cheek wasreceiving the same treatment, and both were being smacked in tandem. Itwas really starting to hurt, although I had to admit that my poor dickkeep trying to strain to get free. I looked over at Skip, only to findhim mesmerized by the incredibly jiggling the. Jalil."Please, can you request one more time if there is another way? Please!" asked Naima, begging."Jacob made it quite clear to me that there is no other way," said the emotionless MD.Naima continued crying, with much louder sounds. Mr. Jalil let her be as he crossed to his bedroom and lit a cigarette. He could hear the crying girl from the other room as he closed his eyes to think about the proposal.Slowly, the sobs were reducing and he heard someone enter his bedroom."I will do it - but no. Then lock it up again and come back to the hotel which would be our headquarters from now on. I told Eric to work on a camera that we could place next to the street lamp on top of the bank wall to record whenever any movement happened where we saw the cop car. It had to be special enough not to be seen and allow us to unload the recording from outside the bank without looking too suspicious. Eric said he had just the stuff at his place and I and the women headed to the house for the.