From what Lowenstien had said, the news was making me out to be a stone cold killer, which also explained why none of them confronted me outright."The... why would you agree to let me ride with you?" 'Cause something about it just didn't sound right. Like they said you grabbed a girl and killed a cop, but then they said you killed a bunch of mobsters, and one station had a witness on that had seen the two of you together, and you had left her alone and stuff, and she still followed you. Plus, I. Quentin the Second did shake Nick's hand. He had been adamant thatthe boy not serve jail time. The Steele family was too important inToronto to be stained in such a way. The original Quentin had startedas an immigrant from England, buying houses and renovating andreselling until he had amassed a huge construction enterprise. TheSecond was less industrious, but no less successful, managing to growthe company into one of Ontario's largest real estate firms, althoughthere were rumours that he was. That's a tall order. Finding someone that fits your life in all the various ways that people are different is going to be difficult. I briefly thought that I would never have a family.Then it hit me.That illusive person was probably right here, with me, right now. Sue was probably the best person I could find for the job of being my wife. She was perfect for me, or at least she seemed to be. So far we had been one hundred percent compatible. So far everything we did together had been fun, had. ”Dr. Franke nodded his head and then asked, “Have you made any friends since moving here?”Roger chuckled and then, with a grin still on his face, answered, “Well, actually, the woman who decorated my new house seems to have decided that, come hell or high water, she’s my new best friend. She’s actually a wonderful woman. We talk every week or two since she decorated my house a couple of months ago. She’s also been to the house a couple of times since then.”Dr. Franke furrowed his brow, then.