If he contradicted her statement, she could also get into trouble, which he didn’t want.From there, it had been a whirlwind. The news choppers hadn�...�t captured that last moment behind the restaurant, but the video of the chase coupled with federal officers evacuating a four-block radius of DC was enough to put them into a frenzy. The FBI put out a statement that minimized what happened, but there had been too many people involved. Local PD had been giving a description and a warning about a gas. ”I reminded John Stafford that Eloise de La Zouche, under her alias of Louise, Comtesse de Montebello, was already wanted for the murder of Octavius Hardy, then put forward my theory of Cadiz being the entry port for White Lady. I followed that supposition with another.“Eloise de La Zouche is an important employee of the cabal of rich and powerful men behind the manufacture and distribution of White Lady, and could be living in or near the port.”John Stafford agreed with my hypothesis, and sent. "Dev! Did you do that?"He points to my chest. Dev's mouth falls open and he stifles anotherlaugh. Will is chuckling. I follow Stewart's finger to my chest and seethe problem. I have tan-lines. There is a clear bra outline on my chest."Fuck me!" I cry out and drop to the sidewalk, arms to my chest.I leave the bra where it is. Fuck it. Even if I take off the bra, theoutline will still be there. I rock back and forth holding my chest. Thisis going to take a while to fade. I can't take my shirt. Anthony stood still as if listening to something his mind trying to sense its purpose. It was very near from what he could tell. A cold shiver ran down his spine and his heart pumped with new vigor as their minds touched. The hairs on the back of his neck began to rise. The creature was somewhere in the room. Anthony's eyes searched the shadows for any hint of it. For a moment they saw only darkness and nothing else. Then he appeared and Anthony could not breathe the vision of the creature.