Office and cell phone numbers are on it." Pat laid down a picture of the last victim, showing the wounds she had suffered. The owner sucked in his bre...th and turned green. "Call me if you see him again." I will." He looked at the picture again. "You can count on it. Someone who would do that... well, I don't cover for things like that."Four days later, on the night of the new moon, Pat's cell phone rang, about an hour before dusk."Sergeant Gibson? Its Ralph. The guy was in here and he just left. She looked at him closely. He certainly was handsome, clean shaven, well dressed, and, she had come here to get fucked, so why not? She finished her drink, smiled and said, "Let's go Edmund." He escorted her from the lounge to his car wordlessly. She got in and he went around to the drivers side. Her breath was coming in short gasps already. He got behind the wheel and she reached for his crotch. His eyes widened in surprise and she smiled at the huge bulge she felt. . She’d lost. She needed to call the firm and tell them to send someone else for the general meeting. The only reason they hadn’t replaced her here was because Nick hadn’t allowed her to. There were at least a dozen other lawyers slavering to be where she was right now. Once she let one in, she’d probably be back in the office filing briefs for patent trolls by morning. She gathered her things into her case. “I’m going to take the train today so I don’t fall asleep behind the wheel. You can call. ‘No one but you. But in the last 24 hours you have given me many firsts.’ He told her as he walked away with Jason. A short time later, Jared, Olivia and Chloe were on their way to the lake house in the black, tinted SUV. Before they had left Olivia had questioned Jared ability to actually drive. Jared had given her a look and told her that he could drive rather well. In fact all of the guys there took exception to her questioning Jared’s ability to drive. Jason made a smartass reply that even.