They decided, “OK, it’s a deal.”They waited.The woman said, “Cash first boys,” then added, “You haven’t done much of this have you?”Th... young men didn’t want to look inexperienced about this, even though they were. The handed over the money.She smiled then, looking around, folding and placing it under her blouse apparently tucked into her bra. “How do you boys want it, all together, or privately?”The boys stopped, disbelieving they were about to get what they had asked for, they spoke again to. Soon Mr. Green was on the phone talking with his friend. Al was proud to see his father was very cautious in what he said over the phone.When the former FBI agent arrived, Mr. Green introduced him as Glen Wright. After some small talk, they were soon on a first name basis with the former agent. Al liked him immediately, and when he glanced over at Slavens, the police Lt. gave him a brief nod.The former agent sat quietly while Al told him about everything that had happened, everything they knew,. “It seems to me like 10:25” he said as lifted his left eyebrow.Mina had clearly noticed our exchange, and obviously perturbed said “It’s 08:25 guys, Now please listen up.”As she continued her briefing, Nikos and I smiled at each other. Our little exchange about the time had been in our own personal code. When he asked me what time it was he really meant “What do you think of her?” on a scale of 1 to 10. When I said “11:00” I meant I thought she was one in a billion. His response of “10:25”. I suggested that we compare notes over supper. He said he would pass that on to them. He said that the women's stories were heartbreaking. Their treatment had been cruel.Out of the seventy-three male captives, we had ten for group two, which were the good guys, twenty-eight for group one, and thirty-five left for group three. That third group had two more broken arms and three broken legs. There were a number in that group who didn't have names because they refused to talk to me. The treatment.