But since she met Allan, she was completely content as, indeed, was Allan. Later that evening, they had gone out to a club and Allan had queued up at ...he bar to get some drinks. He’d watched Beth from a distance being chatted up by total strangers and, at first, it had made Allan’s blood boil. She was his woman, get your filthy hands off, he’d thought to himself. Then he’d noticed he had gone rock hard in his trousers whilst merely watching them. How could this be? He wondered how it were. You might not have known it, but I am pretty sure she was," I said."What makes you think so?" he asked."When Simpson and I informed her that if we reported what happened on the road, it would look bad. Her response was to offer us sex in exchange for our silence. A little house wife mommy doesn't have that as her first thought." I informed him."Okay, as I understand it selling it requires that you negotiate a price up front. At least in all the cop movies they get it settled before they go to. Today, I received a message from the Landeskriminalpolizei in Stuttgart with the serial number of the gun used in this suicide. As a matter of routine, I called for the file, and entered the new information. For some reason I don't understand, the serial number had never been provided." That happens," said the colonel. "But, Johannes, I fail to see how this in an important development. We have no other new information." He looked sharply at Johannes."Yes. Well sir, there are several other. It seemed to Ron that they were amazed at watching the game from a Skybox.The second thing that impressed Ron was how Beth looked in something other than a business suit. The tight khaki slacks around her butt and dark brown sweater she wore just showed the fine figure she had. Her looks and personality made for a nice evening. He felt a little letdown when he brought Beth back home.On Tuesday Ron received a call from Jordon. She said there were two things she wanted to covey to him. The first.