) and weare ushered inside. Despite the slightly classy door policy the club isjust the sort of dive I love. The thing is, places like this get a badn...me but the guys and girls you meet in The 12Bar and places like it arethe most tolerant and accepting people you'll meet anywhere. Outsidermusic means everyone is accepted, it's kinda beautiful man... Scott snapsme from my hippie musings and asks me if I want a drink."What have they got?" I ask."Looks like, beer, beer, bottled beer or bourbon,". Restaurant mai hum de durase k bagal mai baithe the on the sofa side. Fatima and mom in front of me. There was awkward silence between him and me. Usnai mujhe batt karne ki koshish ki lekin mai kuch bhi nhi bol rhi thi….fir usnai table k niche se apna hath mere bare thighs per rakha or politel pucha “Kya hua koi problem h?” Maine siir hilaya saying “no” or uska hath apne thighs per se hata dia. Fatima did noticed that and was giving me a confused expression as if asking what happened. To that. Frankly, my mood was in the pits. My investigation was now going nowhere and every time I looked into Bel's face my mind instead recalled the memory of her and Janice passionately embracing and kissing. Try as I might, I just couldn't get my brain kicked properly into gear today!For lack of any better ideas, and with more than a hint of desperation, Bel took me for a late lunch to a noted south central Italian restaurant that she admitted was her usual underworld connection spot. The food I had. She gave me a searching look,then smiled and shook her head. "Damn, those two are good. I know Ishouldn't be surprised, but I always am ..."Noticing the sandwiches, she picked one up, bit into it and then heldthe uneaten part up to me. "Not hungry?", she asked, a ghost of a smileplaying on her lips. "Too bad, they're really nice you know."Returning to the bag of clothes that I'd seen her with before, shefished out several items and dropped them on the couch next to me."Okay, time to get you.