"Damn," breathed Sammy, "he's already here."When Sandy's car pulled to the curb, Pete cut the lights of his police cruiser, while continuing to slowly...approach it from behind. When he was as close as he dared go without being seen, he stopped and checked on the location of the backup car that dispatch had sent. He confirmed that they were approaching the scene from the other side, effectively blocking the street in both directions.Inside the garage, Van got behind the wheel with Bobby next to. " I told her to have a few drinks, to loosen up and I would be home shortly. An hour later, I walked in the door. I went straight to our bedroom and found her lying on the bed, wearing one of my shirts barely buttoned and a pair of red, lacy cheeky’s. There was a near empty bottle of wine on our nightstand, and by her attitude she was feeling good. I took off my clothes and pulled open the shirt to expose her tits. I grabbed them hard and began squeezing her nipples as she arched her back in. Girls as hot as you are don’t need to go after guys. You are probably beating them off with a stick so why me?”“I’ve heard good things about you Frank and I wanted to see for myself if they are true.”“What kind of things?”“Don’t play coy with me Frank. You know damned well what I mean. Girls talk and Nancy Wilde and Beverly Abbeg give you high marks.”“So you are just looking for a sex toy?”“Being a sex toy isn’t a bad thing to be Frankie. There are benefits. You think I’m hot so I doubt you. Passepartout might have cudgelled his brain for a century without hitting upon the real object which the detective had in view. He never could have imagined that Phileas Fogg was being tracked as a robber around the globe. But, as it is in human nature to attempt the solution of every mystery, Passepartout suddenly discovered an explanation of Fix’s movements, which was in truth far from unreasonable. Fix, he thought, could only be an agent of Mr. Fogg’s friends at the Reform Club, sent to.