“Mine too,” James said and hugged me a bit tighter.I was surprised to hear that James had killed someone. He was from Mackay and had been reassign...d here just after I had left for Townsville. I knew dad had taken him under his wing and had been tutoring him. He had passed his assessments for detective a year ago and mostly worked with Detective Sergeant Tanya Kumar.Tanya was a feisty lady, and she took no shit from anyone. She had Indian ancestry and who knows what else. At forty-two, she was. I felt I was losing control of myself, and I had every right to feel that way.The knowledge of all this didn't help matters any. In fact, it made things worse by depressing me during the only non physically active period we spent twice a day. I simply was happier when I was filling my gut, fucking my cellmate, or working my muscles to their limits. And when I wasn't depressed by that, I was worrying about Joey. Actually, I was always worrying about Joey, but it wasn't something I could admit to. “Exactly. We’re already late. Let’s have some fun babe. Come on.” He insists as he hand runs up her skirt. “Just sit back and enjoy” he whispers in her ear. For a moment she let out a sigh, feeling tingles as he works his hand up, then it turns into anger. There agreed they would wait until she was ready. She was not ready. She pushes him off one more time and his face turns red. “If this is how you plan on treating me when I wanna be close to you, fuck it. Fuck school. Fuck everyone and. Fred was on his way to the garbage bin with a bag of empty cans and bottles when he heard noises coming from the side of the garage. The sounds of flesh slapping flesh, along with the whimpers, grunts, and moans associated with fucking.It had only been minutes earlier that Fred had been approached by one of the guys in his HR department, Steve Simons. Seems his wife Lori had gone missing.At the time, Fred put his hand on his employee’s shoulder, “I wouldn’t worry, Steve. If she’s like me, she.