Her face took on an unpleasant sneer. "Ach, so!" She bent to pick up her nurse's coat. Her breasts actually bounced off the floor as she bent down. Th...y really did! She was putting the coat on, pulling it across her swaying bosom, fastening the buttons. "I go see to baby," she snapped. "I may tell your vater you make yoke of me, Miss Alice. Ist not fonny." And off she stomped, climbing the stairs with her coat threatening to burst open at every step."Wow! What got into her?" Denise whispered. When he finished writing the last word of her explanation into his notepad, Detective Nesbitt flipped it closed and sat there tapping it with his pen for several seconds before he said, "We may need more detail than that, Mrs. Evans. This will do for now, but be prepared to provide more details and closer times if the progression of this case demands that." He slipped his notepad and pen back into his pocket before standing.Detective Nesbitt was about to leave the house to join the others who. "What's happening, Joanne." Oh, god, Daddy! Is Mom okay?" The rest of the situation faded to theback of my mind with worry over Mom.'Yeah, I think she's okay," he answered. I breathed a sigh of relief."She's lying on the couch now. Rita and Darryl are with her. Now tellme what the hell is going on." Daddy, I'm in Portland. I've been arrested," I blurted out before Icould stop myself. I kept telling myself he would find out anyway, butthat didn't make it any easier."What?! What for? . The bedding under her was a bloody, sodden mess. Someone had taken quite a lot of time whipping the flesh from her back.He shuffled to her right foot and began working on that knot. He freed her leg just after she finished freeing her other hand.She winced and gasped as she sat up."Bad?" Cal asked, shuffling to her side as fast as he could."I-I think there're some broken ribs," she admitted. "I'm having trouble breathing, honestly." She moved a little and gasped again. "I think my hip may be.