I looked straight ahead and there was a lady at the table right in front of me. She looked down. I saw a gun in her hand. She looked at my coffee. I w...s still holding my coffee, but the cup was shaking. She nodded, then looked down. Oh, my, Lord, she wanted me to help. She nodded again. I poured the coffee on the guy’s arm that was holding me. Some of it got on me and burned me, too, but he jerked, taking the gun from my head and “BAM” “bam” “BAM”. There is a strange whistling sound as a bullet. . That morning. Saturday, after she found out." Hello?" Emily said, wiping her face with a towel as she'd cut her shower short just to answer the phone."Barbara's dead," Lisa's voice was soft and Emily froze, trying to understand what her sister was saying. "Em?" I'm here, Lisa," Emily answered gently. "What happened? Are you okay?" No," Lisa's voice wavered with that one word and then she sobbed."Lisa? What happened, baby? Tell me." Emily felt her heart ready to burst as she forgot everything. .. for a gangster." Yeah." They'd certainly sweeten the pot here. But Mr. Phillips..." Yeah." It won't hurt to ask. Just make it clear it's just a suggestion, nothing you want to push." I'll start with that." Or if Jerry Bremer's such a charmer, maybe we could set up a meeting; let Mr. Phillips feel him out." Wouldn't that be presumptuous?" You don't think Mr. Phillips is strong enough to tell the gangster to fuck off?" They laughed."Maybe not a good idea. Phil's a bear, but I can't imagine. Cecelia's get adopted. I figured that he would know someone in Bolling who was good at getting work related restricted driving privileges restored.I took Ellen out for another long lunch. I told her about the trip to Chicago, and about how good a time Shirley and I had enjoyed together. Once again she started complaining about how Shirley and I got to have a lot of fun while she stayed at home and didn't have any."Ellen, you're getting very close to the point where you are going to lose me as a.