The next sound everyone heard was the loud sound of the bedroom door where Nathan was sleeping completely being wrenched off its hinges.Looking back s...artled they could see the wide eyes of Nathan staring into the room as he savagely threw the door behind him into the bedroom.He was delirious and sweating profusely. The black handprints almost seemed as if they were now glowing. Apparently in his poisoned delirium he had managed to somehow dress just only in his pants."Where is my wife?! Where. She was looking him in his eyes and asking him if he liked it. Brandon was out of his mind, it was sensory overload. She focused on sucking the engorged vein on the underside of his dick and it allowed him to calm down enough to regain normal control of his breathing. The room was spinning and it felt like it was 100 degrees in there. She started humming on his dick, sending vibrations up his spine and talking dirty. She was a filthy nasty slut desperate for cum and abuse from any black. “Why are we suddenly so formal? I enjoyed today. It’s the first time in a long time that I’ve enjoyed a day with someone. If we can keep from scaring each other, we will have a fine time tomorrow. I am looking forward to a good meal with good company.”“I’m looking forward to that, all of it.” He smirked. “I still want you to show me your etchings.” He grinned. I relaxed and grinned back. I thought to myself that I didn’t understand some other women and, in particular, his ex-wife.That shocked. I just wish that she hadn't hurt my kid. Then I wouldn't have to hate her so much."Look it at this way, Ty. You won't have to go through a nasty divorce. I don't blame you for hanging back like that. Don't want IA bugging you over a suicide-by-cop involving your estranged wife. You were wise, letting cooler heads tackle the arrest. That must have been hard. Thank you for putting an end to her crimes, even if you had ulterior motives. I always respected your career and service, you know," Vicki.