" Well, who am I to deny alady? Quickly grabbing our bags we left with Cathy giving a wink to thepoor astounded yuppie and giggled all the way to the ...us station andmost of the way home as well. What an amazing summer this was turningout to be, life was as good as it could get. As we walked through the gates and past my house Cathy stopped andturned. Yum, another snog. As we kissed Cathy my hands roamed under herclothes, loving the cool, smooth, firm feel of her skin. My right handslipped under. They were so involved that night with each other that Rick never once thought about his happy life with Kelly. Over the next few days Rick felt guilty about what he had done. He loved his wife and the life he had. He had hoped that everything would pass without his wife of more than sixteen years ever finding out. It was a week later, and one afternoon Kelly was doing the wash. She had just grabbed a shirt of Rick’s when she suddenly noticed an unusual stain on it. She grabbed her stain. “My father is the chief of our village. Last July there was something major going on, but he wouldn’t talk about it. All we knew was that one morning, he, and the shaman spent the day fasting and cleansing themselves for a ritual. That night they used herbs in a religious ceremony to help them reach the spirit plane. All night they remained until just before dawn. Much of the village kept vigil, worried. Nobody had ever seen anything this serious before. They emerged in the morning, soaked with. Glass a few times because of the purchase of this building from her father, but otherwise, I avoid her like the plague.”“Do you know if she had seen Mr. Lentz recently?”I shook my head, “Not as of last Monday, anyway. John told me he wanted nothing to do with her. He was dating one of his little sister’s friends. I don’t know her name or any other details, but I’m sure his sister could fill you in.”“Do you know any reason why Mr. Lentz might have killed himself?”“No, Detective,” I said firmly..