For some reason he looked very familiar to me, but it just wasn’t clicking. “I don’t know why, but you look familiar to me, too.”“Those are ...ome pretty serious charges, Sergeant Reaper. You want to explain them?”“Captain, I need to process this guy in!” protested Dubois. I think he wanted me dead and buried before somebody obviously higher up the food chain talked to me.Crowley looked over at him. “You can wait, Dubois, just like you’ve been waiting for the last half hour.” He turned back to me. Raja brought cold drinks for all of us and after himself serving to all of us he sat just close to Sana and all of us started to have our drink along with little chit chat.I noticed that while drinking the cold drink Raja’s hand was slowly moving over her shoulder and the naked part of her white arm. She was not objecting at all. While drinking he praised her beauty and moved ahead and planted a kiss on her cheek she just smiled with out resistance. Instead of her it was me who blushed.He now. "I does me bit," I said."Well hanging pedo's by the bollocks is a bit awkward for us," he says, "Suicide suits us much better." Right," I agreed."Well we got ITV coming to interview you at half past, so tell them it's your civic duty to out the bastards," he 'suggested.'"Fair enough." I said.Sandra came round when the TV van turned up, "Shall I get my tits out?" she asked."No!" I said, "She's the local tart from next door," I explained, to a weasly looking bloke who seemed scared out of his. She lived on the same floor as we did but on the opposite corner. Her unit was the very last one at the end of the hall. She was the unofficial "handyman" for the floor as she really was very good with minor repairs & such. Even management recommended her for minor repairs. I think she also received a break in her rent because of it. We would usually bump to each other either in the laundry room or the pool. She was in her late thirties about 5-0 tall very short black hair with streaks of gray..