"I paid for the use of the tapes and copied them," Holt protested.Abruptly he seemed to decide there was no point in prevaricating any longer and took...out a folder from one of the cabinets. "This is the Jonsson file," he said, "It's got the tape inside but the correspondence is long gone. I think the original letter from Mrs Jonsson is there." It has all the footage I thought I needed," he added almost as an afterthought...We examined the folder. Sure enough there was a tape, and one. Around here, you learn quick. Like who to put out for and who to avoid. Bradford's on the no-no list." He seemed like a nice-enough guy." The hell you say! But let old Sherry clue you in. On our way to the locker room, of course. We've got practice in about twenty minutes. The dark-haired girl put her arm around Debbie's shoulders and guided her down the deserted corridors. Debbie felt a warmth for this open girl, more so than she had for Bradford. But still, Sherry just might have something. He sent Jerome a fat sloppy looking guy to go down the road a piece and watch for anyone else, he didn't want to be surprised by the police. Jerome was to call them if anybody came by. Skull loved modern technology, cell phones were wonderful. Skull and his little gang had held up a rural bank about 150 miles north, got about 30,000 dollars, enough to live high for a while before they had to do it again.They used this stretch of forest to hide in because hardly anybody ever used it.They would. I threw my arms up to pull her gently into my lap, only to have her nimbly pull away. I found both women looking down at me, a serious expression on both their faces. Only then did I notice that a third person had entered the room, as Geo walked up and stood next to them. They all wore the same unflappable expression. The look was only slightly marred by Amber's and Dixie's flushed cheeks."What's going on, ladies?" I asked, starting to get nervous. Normally all three women in my office like.