Troy’s family’s garage had been converted to a rec room. She grabbed sodas from the minifridge and brought everyone one as Troy led Helen over to ...he poker/backgammon table. Helen sat down and took a drink, then began to speak in full sentences as the shouting outside became louder; the Greek curses drowning out the English voices.“I told him I didn’t want to. Like every fucking cop in town isn’t gonna say “hey, ain’t that Wade Parker’s daughter lurking around the loading dock at midnight?” The. "I pointed to a mousy little female and told her that she was to be the recording secretary, and then I selected thirteen other members of the group. I invited them to meet here after work next Tuesday, so we'll need a conference room and refreshments." That's fifteen people," Wanda commented, like she was considering which conference room would accommodate a group that size."Make it eight at the most. That's all I expect to show up, especially since I don't know their names," I laughed.As the. Yeah here it is."Waco Police Investigations, Detective Carmody, speaking." Alan this is Henry Morgan; I have some information for you regarding my missing credit cards. Is there somewhere I can get access to a printer? I would like to print out the charges on my cards so you can run down locations that the cards were used at and maybe find a common central point to start from." That sounds fantastic; we didn't get that far on that avenue of the investigation yet. I'll drop by and maybe get you. I looked into those glittering, smiling, inquisitive eyes. I studied her pouty smile, and imagined the softness of her long, coppery hair. When I closed my eyes, I could see the confusion and fear reflected in her golden-green eyes, and a frown of pain and conflict drawn on her young, freckled face. An ache grew in my chest, and the shame and disappointment she must have felt sat in my gut like a stone. I felt a protective anger building up inside my chest then. Knowing I could not change her.