Asked why he had done that, he stuttered and was very vague. Pressed by his friends, he finally said that it was an insurance policy against Louise ma...ing him come out of the closet so she could live with one of her lesbian lovers. He could blackmail her back and they would reach an agreement. Richard and André were perplexed and maintained that if those pictures went public, everyone concerned, Sylvia, Louise and Edith, would be labeled lesbians publicly and that the rumours would grow to. " Well if you're working late my friend Becky wanted to come visit you." Is that true Becky?" I guess, I don't know, yeah probably.'"Sure come visit me and we can talk basketball, I'll be back in my office at 9:00pm tonight. Just come to the back door it should be open." Okay coach she'll see you tonight." If you say so, see you later." Bye coach, she'll see you later."I glared at her with the disdain of a woman scorned. I was so mad at her, but at the same time I was grateful for her inviting. As soon as the pistol appeared, I knocked it out of his hand with a downward chop of my left hand and backhanded him across the face with the right. I must have hit him harder than I thought because he was down and out before the pistol hit the sidewalk.Just as quickly, I was buried under three secret service agents. They almost had the cuffs on before the people who had seen the action filled them in on what actually happened. I had to put up with a lengthy debriefing and patiently explained. I didn’t even pull in, just kept going. Pulling into a fast food parking lot, I dialed her number. She answered happily.“Honey, will you be home soon?”“Depends. I’m going to kill twenty minutes. If that son of a bitch is still there when I come home, I’ll either drive on by and get another motel room, or I’ll come in and give him another helping of what he got the last time I saw him.”I heard her small gasp. “Please, honey, come home. Let’s sit down and clear the air. Your father loves you very.