As I get up and walk into the attached room which is my bathroom. Always thought it was a good thing when my parents built this house that most of the...bedrooms have there own bathroom. Ah now that that’s done. Time to grab breakfast.I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to the back stairs to head down to the kitchen. This was a convenient touch to the house as it allows us to get downstairs to the kitchen without having to go to the main parts. So if my. Greg, who was forty-five years old and a burly electrician, told the story of how his younger wife of twenty years had cheated on him and was impregnated by her boss. Even though he was the one who initiated the divorce, it was still devastating to him and he missed her, both physically and emotionally. He even talked about how much he missed having sex, but he was still too upset to even think about dating other women.Then there was Matt, a handsome, forty-nine-year-old attorney whose wife of. ” The blond spoke out to herenlightment. “The only reason I�m here is a young blackgirl in the office keeps reporting me for every littlething she sees and is trying to take my job. I donenothing to her and don�t owe her nothing for any hardtime she may have had growing up. I didn�t make it thatway. Is it my fault she had a tough time?”“Of course not.” Jess replied eyeing the lady anddrooling. “You owe her nothing. In fact all of you oweno black lady. I nodded and pointed down the hall. Captain Oliver stayed next to me as we moved slowly and surprisingly quietly down the hall until I pointed at a door and nodded.Captain Oliver pulled me back towards the elevator and then called someone with his cell phone. “We have a civilian witness who pointed out the apartment the sniper is in. It’s apartment 517,” he informed them.“Thanks,” he said several seconds later. “We got the warrant,” he said quietly to me as he motioned to the officers waiting.