"Lenora smiled. "Also, I convinced Adoria that I wasn't a person to be leery off. I'm sure we will become friends. After all she may soon be my daught...r-in-law." She paused and then went on, "That brings us to me and you. I consider you to be my friend. If at any time I can help you in any way, don't hesitate to call. I will expect you to visit on occasion as well." Thank you, Senora. I have had a wonderful holiday. I will visit again soon. My work with Fernando's project is no where near. "We're having liver and onions tonight," she said. "Do you want to stay for dinner?" I better not," he said. "I've got to talk to Tiffany, and then Mark." That might be far enough away to avoid the smell of the fried liver, the absolute bottom of his list of least favorite foods. Well, no, there was one even lower; there had been that lutefisk supper at the Lutheran Church that time... "I'll grab something at the Frostee Freeze." When'll you be back?" It sorta depends," he said. "Before dark,. I guess it’s different me seeing that.”I said, “I am sorry honey – we should have been more careful."Paige then replied, “It’s not that, Mom – I knew what you and Uncle Jake were doing – I could hear you. I wanted to stand by the door and watch – I had heard about the reputation of black guys and I wanted to check it out for myself. I just didn’t expect Dad here – it was a surprise, that’s all. To see him, well playing, while you and Uncle Jake fucked. And it seems what I heard was right.” At. Give the whores away? Didn’t make sense from a business POV.But, as Columbo and Harold had been learning, there is business and then there is ... a larger picture.He swallowed, “You always been straight with us, Ms. Winter.”Ms. Winter? A promotion from ‘cunt’, ‘bitch’, ‘fishbelly’.He nodded, mostly to himself. “Okay.”There’s a secret, a dining secret in KC. No, secret isn’t quite the word. It’s like a hidden Easter egg in the Google code. In this case, in Westport, at the Char Bar, it’s an.