On entering his office, a room I had only ever visited once before, I sawmiddle aged man sitting in the only other chair. He wore a brown pin-stripsui... with shiny knees and fiddled with a brown felt trilby hat. He looked illat ease. The headmaster gestured towards him and said, "Ashford, this gentleman wouldlike a word with you."'This gentleman' stood and offered me the chair. "I'm Chief InspectorDurham," he announced when I was seated, "and I'm afraid I have some sad newsfor you."I could only. Sinola nodded and switched her pistol to full automatic. That could work as well as a shotgun under the right circumstances.Meanwhile, Anslee and I started down a hall that opened off this room. There was a series of doors on both side of the hall, and I suspected that these were bedrooms for officers. Anslee took the doors on the left and I took those on the right. We pushed the doors open and looked inside. My side had a desk and chair with papers on the desk, but no one in the room. Anslee. It was fairly somber that night and we were all waiting for the morning questioning to see how that went.Bubba woke us around 7:30 with his breakfast and we made plans for the rest of the day. Frank was going to be doing the questioning, at least at first to see how it went. He would start slow, but gradually increase the pressure to get what we needed.Frank gathered things from his briefcase and we all headed downstairs. Bubba went to the recording area and made sure that all the machines had. "Real men don't wear shorts," Jake said, answering for Kerry.Susie laughed. "Maybe men with scrawny legs and small packages don't, butI bet Kerry would look hot in them."Jake and Kerry both laughed. She watched Jake rise from his seat and walkover to both her and Kerry. "My package is anything but small," he toldher, raising a brow as if challenging her to doubt him."Is it? Then why hide behind a pair of baggy work slacks. You could beshowing your 'impressive' meat in a pair of shorts. Letting.