Meine Freundin Lea war mit ihren Gedanken ganz woanders. Wir haben ja eine ziemlich offene Beziehung und sie chattete wohl mit einem ihrer "speziellen... Freunde, während ich mich auf meinem Smartphone an Sudoku-Rätseln versuchte.Auf einmal vernahm ich ein leises Stöhnen von rechts und blickte natürlich sofort auf. Lea hatte doch tatsächlich ihre rechte Hand in ihrer nun offenen Skinny Jeans und schien sich an ihrem Kitzler zu vergnügen. Sie lächelte und zwinkerte mir zu, doch ich konnte keinen. ” Sarah snorted. “It got pretty tiresome pretty quick.” She paused.“What is it, Sarah?”“I told Lieutenant Jim I wanted to take her to get some clothes and bring her home to stay with us for a few days after they’d finished checking her out. Jim said they’d need to keep her at least forty-eight hours and maybe up to seventy-two hours for a psych exam, but after that if the docs said it was OK and he was satisfied she wasn’t going to go bananas after someone, us or anyone else, with a knife, he’d. So I wasn’t pushed into it. But I found him incredibly charming and funny. I think when he got fat and jowly, that’s what kept my interest. His death ... affects me, Joe. But I think more the mortality of it. Having someone I knew intimately die. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t the least bit interested in being his lover anymore. His looks, yes, but also what I learned about him.”“Alejandra.”“And Celia and Lizabeth, and being part of that slavery world.”“Rachel is too.”“I know. And that fucking. Cell number four.”I went to the console and opened cell number four. A distinguished-looking gentleman walked out of the cell dressed in plain grey prison coveralls. I scanned his wrist to verify his identity and asked, “Anyone else here who shouldn’t be?”“Yes, my wife in cell two and my son and assistant in cell six. The rest are common criminals.”I opened cells two and six, “Okay, let’s put these boys and girls in cell four and get the hell out of here. But first, Sergent, I will need your.