"Yes. I was walking down Santa Monica about two yesterday afternoon when suddenly a young man ran passed me grabbing my purse." And he knocked you dow...?" As I asked questions Frank took notes."Yes he did. He didn't have to get rough. I would have given it to him if he had only stopped me." You'd have given it to him Ma'am?" Well of course. I never carry more than a couple of hundred in cash and certainly that wouldn't be something for me to fuss about." Do you always carry that much cash?"Miss. He had tied me up!! “Barry, let me go,” I shouted. I couldn’t believe I had gotten into this. He smiled in a very devilish way and said, in a very low, menacing voice, “Oh, I’m not going to hurt you in any way. I’m just going to tease you a little. I’ll apologize to you later for it; like you did me.” “Please, Barry, let me go. You know I didn’t mean anything.” “Oh, I’m sure you didn’t. I don’t think you meant to tease me in the café, either. You were just trying to please yourself.” I felt my. I know she is as anxious to see me as I am to see her. She has talked about this non-stop since I told her my travel plans. Every text message, every email, every phone call has been about this moment. I knew she would be uncontrollable if I told her I was there, so I lied.“Not yet, Honey…another hour I think.” She growled with cute frustration and told me to hurry up. Usually she will keep talking and never want to hang up the phone, but this time, she let me go so I could concentrate on. .. Fuck! Dad was on the phone and Mom held both Donna and me. I sat at the table and she fell into my lap hugging me fiercely."That son-of-a-bitch she's been dating beat her up. She's got broken ribs, arm, and nose. Brian, you have to come and help." What can I do, sweetheart? What can I do?" I already knew what I'd do. I'd go to Evansville and kill the bastard. I'd done it before. I could do it again. My stomach settled with my resolve."Come and bring her home." Donna, she doesn't want me..