When I got back to the office it was almost nine Hugo was an early riser I noted and was glad of it. I wouldn't want to walk in on a man in his Sponge...Bob pjs. "Morning boss," I said when he came from the apartment in the rear."Morning Terry, how was breakfast?" he asked."Good, I hope I didn't wake you brushing my teeth this morning," I asked."You did, but it's fine I usually get up about this time. If you let me sit at that computer I'll make some calls." he suggested. We switched seats and he. The gentleman she was wrapped around was an Anthony Taylor. Obviously not her husband. They embraced again, kissing passionately slowly taking off each others clothes. Grant could hear Roland’s breathing getting heavier. This wasn’t his first cheating wife he had sat on with him, out of the fifteen or so cases that he worked with the corpulent P.I. over half of them involved watching, and filming, cheating spouses. And every time Roland ran the camera as if he was filming porno. Despite the. .. does Mel have the God Gun?”Essie reached in her pocket and handed me the garage door opener. “Lunch is at two ... is everybody staying?”“Bobby?”“Yeah. Miss Essie. If it’s not an inconvenience, we’d love to stay.”We walked out the kitchen door. “Bobby. Don’t use the front door again. I hate putting the butler out. Kitchen door is good enough.”“Okay.”We walked past the 1934 Cadillac Cunningham 10 passenger shooting brake. The Cunningham gets left out because the garage is full. Bobby looked. It sounded like you had a VERY nice time," I said."Oh," she said, embarrassed."It seems to me that you are getting your jollies listening to Becky share our dirty little secrets," I said. "And I know that Becky is getting her jollies telling you. So my question to you is: what's in this for me?" What do you mean?" she asked."What do I get if I give Becky permission to go? How do I get my jollies?" I asked."I'm married!" she said, clearly misinterpreting what I was getting at."I know that," I.