"About wanting to see me when you're off this case." Sure, I did," Hal answered"What about now—after this, and all you've just found out. Does that ...hange your mind?" No, Tracey," he replied. "I'm just worried about you being safe. I won't be on the case much longer. The IRS will be taking it over. We were just lending a hand."They drove a ways further without saying anything. Tracey's head ached, but she wasn't crying. The clinic loomed in the distance. "Please, Hal—get off this case as soon. Behind the Ford dealership. And, of course, in the parking lot at school.’ She laughed at him. ‘Brilliant, Einstein. The fucking school I work at.’ She strode past him and back into the bedroom. When she reappeared a minute later, he was still frozen, his eyes following her return. Then he saw what was in her hand, and his expression turned from shock to horror, his jaw dropping. She stopped in front of him and thrust the panties to his nose. ‘Smell familiar?’ she said. She reached down and. .. "That's going to take all day, I wish we had a forklift."Arnold went into a back room and drove out with a Clark Carloader converted to propane power. He maneuvered the forks under the pallet, picked the plate up, spun the wheel, drove to the back room and dropped the plate, pallet and all. He walked out."Where did that come from?" Back there." Why didn't the old company take it with them?" Didn't run." They just left it?" Hell, there's three more back there. They were all out of propane.. At the end were 3 adjoining cells. I was led into the center one where Jerome greeted me. Turns out that Jerome had clout there. He ran the bloods and the cribs, which were the most feared gangs at that Penitentiary. Apparently he put the word out that he wanted me and no one was disputing it. I thought I was having it to easy up until that point. Now I was very uncomfortable I knew what was up. Realize this, I was purely straight…this was never an option until that moment. Not that I wanted it.