Hopefully, I thought.“Yes ... Really!” she replied as she leaned over and put her head on my shoulders hoping to earn a brownie-point or two for h...r suggested new band name.“Sooo?” Cathy hinted that Lynette needed to bring our prior private conversation out into the public realm.“She thinks that because our band is gonna have a new makeup, that we should make a change to our name to reflect our impending band line-up,” I said, providing a little background information to everyone.“Because. .."The Phalangist grinned and with one of his hands, grabbed her hair and pulled her face up to his. She winced as he brought his lips close to her ear. David could see him whispering something into her ear."Yes... yes I want to stop. Please," she said weakly in response to whatever he said.He whispered more into her ear. Her eyes widened, with shock or disgust David could not tell. "No, no, please I can't do that."In response the militant pushed her head back to the ground and resumed his. Evidence Rules are such that copies of documents, rather than originals, can cause problems. He produced a transfer of evidence form and asked the colonel to sign. Angela translated; the colonel's English wasn't up to the arcane mysteries of the British legal system. The old boy wasn't happy about it but he handed over the oilcloth roll with good enough grace. He asked, via Angela, for an assurance that the documents would be returned. He would need them back home in Estonia. Fowler flashed his. She thanked me in an officious tone and invited me to an interview the next morning. We established a time and she gave me an address downtown, floor number and room number, and admonished me not to be late, and sounding like a distraught mother to a wayward child, and hung up. That was that. Mysterious, I thought. No company name, no reference, no nothing. It was mid-afternoon, the call had completely derailed my research and writing for the moment, so I hopped a bus downtown to scout the.