Ah..." the Inspector began, "I believe there have been some costs to the Latvian Police..." How much?" snapped the Secretary, irritated. He looked at ...he Commander and saw him roll his eyes."I believe the costs were... some 1000 roubles." And the local Police?" Another 500, I understand."Wordlessly, the secretary disappeared and returned with a handful of notes. Peeling off several, he handed them to the Policeman who slipped them into his coat. With a slight tip of his head he allowed himself. Fuckin awesome.”That was all for that night, but the next day, I went down there to my spot under the house, barely getting started, and my phone buzzes. I didn’t even know she was around, I hadn’t seen her all morning. I check my phone, and she said: “so did u finish yesterday or are u edged up?”“Nunya,” I answered.“Have fun.”What a cheeky brat, I mused. When I sat down to lunch a bit later, she was across from me, but mom and grandma were there. She was messing on her phone. She had already. It was something I did when I used to hang out at Brady's before we were married. After that we both just assumed that on Friday nights she would get home around 1:15. Several weeks ago I started to notice some dramatic changes in Katie's behavior. She was moodier and more withdrawn. At times she avoided eye contact with me. While I was usually asleep by the time Katie got home and she was generally too tired to make love, she always woke me up and cuddled with me before she went to take her. He went through my divorce with me, helping me to keep grounded and realizing that it wasn't the end of the world, I thought it was. And I, in return, helped him over the death of his father a couple years back. We had been through many other adventures (and misadventures!) over the years and we were tight - we each knew the other had our backs no matter what was going on.So since this was Robert's first (and hopefully only) marriage, I needed to make sure it went off without a hitch. My first.