“Sometimes,” I told him, “I think you should be the one teaching psychology -- you have real-life insights.”“Any cop worth his salt had bet...er be good at that, otherwise he will be bashing in the wrong heads or worse yet, be getting his own head handed to him on a platter.”There were a few quiet moments, then Frank whispered: “You should probably try playing that role, thinking it’s acting, sometimes.”I snuggled closer. “I don’t need to act with you, Frank.”“I don’t mean with me. You’re too. Out. In. Out. In. And. Out. Until finally he collapsed spent and fell to her side onto his back. Now. If she's anything like Lindsey, she's going to be looking for a cigarette.Not to disappoint, Maria reached across him to the night stand and shook a Marlboro Red out of her pack, lighting it with her bic as she placed it between her lips. As she rested her head on his shoulder, took a deep cheek hallowing drag on the cigarette, and then blew the smoke to the ceiling, it began to slowly dawn on. She also told him she'd arrived with Morgan, so Morgan had agreed to enter the club's bar to do the same reconnaissance work there.Alex had his own hands full as he tried to evaluate the many people hurriedly passing him. Some scurried into the club to find their seat immediately; some took their time glancing around. A couple stayed in the hallways talking to their friends while they could, while others were waiting for someone to join them. As far as Alex could tell, no one was there looking. He was scratching his five o'clock shadow when he felt a presence slide into the plastic seat next to him. He looked directly into the smiling eyes of his pretty bus woman."Work late today?" Yeah," Brendan answered unable to take his eyes off of her and finding his tongue clumsy."Jacinta," she said. "My name is Jacinta." Brendan, but most people call me Danny."Jacinta smiled. "Do you have a girlfriend, Danny?"Brendan took a deep sigh. "I had one, but there was the riot in Secaucus. I mean,.