I saw Kim enter the restaurant. She seemed nervous as she looked around, then she asked for me. The guy brought her right over and I gave him another ...wenty.She asked, “Are you Fred?”I replied, “No Kim, my name is not Fred. You may call me Master.”Kim looked at me and said, “I’ll do nothing of the sort.”I pulled out a small stack of four by six pictures of her that I had printed out. I tossed one on the table. It was a full frontal nude of her. In the next one she was on her back with three men. " Have you discovered anything more?" Fedyunsky asked."The debris is so small... strange. I can't find anything bigger than a few centimetres." Any more documentation?" Nothing! I'd say it's been here a while because of the weathering of the metal. The humidity, here, rusts everything quickly and the acids in the rain corrodes the aluminium. Even so, there's secondary growth all around growing up through some of the debris. Nothing grows well in this basaltic soil, so..." So you're saying. Inviting him inside she said, “Thanks for coming, I hope you like corn beef as I made some Rueben sandwiches.”“Yes I do and if I my say so you look very nice.”Joan thanked him for saying that and escorted him to kitchen where she served him the sandwich along with a diet soda.There was some small talk as they ate but he could feel the sexual tension that was in the air as they conversed. She mentioned that her husband was serious about spending the winters in Florida and asked Greg for his. Tina was a little more eloquent, “Fucking psycho bitch! Sounds like she needs to be locked up!” I couldn’t imagine the colourful way my beautiful daughters would come up with to describe this.“Hence my outburst at the end of the case today. I’m so sorry, I had no idea she was like that, until I did and then it was so close to being too late. If you were not so in love with your husband, it could very well have been.” Tina squeezed my hand.“Yes, the attempt sort of fell flat when Tina showed me.