-------------------"Mrs. Dawn Haines? My name is Greg Evans. I am your......daughtersemployer," said Greg into his cell phone. "I am calling to ask...if youwould be interested in a position that I have open."Open mouthed, Dawn Haines was defending into her dilapidated sofa."Well, I am certainly interested in listening," replied the stunnedwoman. "Excellent, I will be by at 11:30 this morning if that is convenientand we can discuss my offer over lunch," continued Greg."I'll be ready and thank. That a man who had assaulted a woman months earlier came back to attack her again and ended up being killed by police and FBI hostage negotiators. I figured since you live in Brentwood and are with the FBI that you would know about it."Charles and Tom glanced at each other uncomfortably. Charles looked back at his brother-in-law and said quietly. "I'm sorry, Dan, but we can't talk about that."Dan cornered Charles and Tom a few minutes later when they got up to refresh their drinks. "OK .... Contact like this is considered nothing but natural in our family, and so it happened that Evelyn put both her knees on either side of me, and made herself comfortable. As Evelyn started to question me, I became fully aware of the situation. My sunglasses allowed me to gaze anywhere without her taking notice, including her perfectly round breasts and, more importantly, that part of her body that I had pictured so many times over the course of the last few hours, and that I feared never to be. I.A. One of the most respected P.I.’s in the business. That’s obvious by the way the police talk to him. What about his family?’ ‘I’ve known Jack for more than twenty years. I don’t really want to go into how we met, but in a few words, I owe him my life. That story does not bring back fond memories. Jack has never been married. An only child and his parents are deceased. He doesn’t really have any family other than some distant cousins he only occasionally talks to. A handful of close friends.