A young university student has taken a window table and is busy typing away on a tablet and keeps glancing up anxiously, presumably to see if the girl...he has ordered has arrived yet.The central open seating area had good seating and was excellent for groups and chats. It was also ideal for both exhibitionists and voyuers as everyone could see what you were enjoying and you could watch everyone else. This was best for a medium length session as you didn't want to monopolise a girl for too long. But when I saw who got out of the car it all became clear. It was my darling cheating wife and her lover. She screamed, ‘Damn it, you said he’d go right over. Now what do we do!’ He screamed back, ‘Shit, it should have. It nearly did!’ I looked around my car, it had broken through the guardrail and down the grassy incline right to the edge, but the damage wasn’t too bad. My right wrist was clearly broken, it had shoved the gearshift into park when I hit. The pain hadn’t yet come through. The. “Did the FBI talk to you about those guys?” she asked quietly.“For what? All of this seems to stem from fixing murder trials! All I did was have one business meeting with two of the guys who were indicted. You know, like just about every other small businessman, I’m sure.”“They mentioned mob and union ties,” Elyse said.“They mentioned the FBI was looking into mob ties. There’s a difference. As for the unions, I’d be shocked if there wasn’t some linkage. Alderman Bloom is in tight with the. .. Stop!" Nona shot her hands out, grabbing flailing fists. "Cathy, stop! I think it did work!"The girl froze instantly. Her eyes opened, fear in them. Fear to once again hope."What do you mean?" she whispered. Nona gently lowered the girl's fists, placing them in her lap with no resistance. She smiled, using her best bed side manner."Just let me check, Cathy. I'm a Doctor."Or, at least, she played one in this reality. Not sure, exactly, what she was doing, Nona placed her hands on the girl's.