Asfrightened as he was, he seemed to feel the need to defend himself. "Whyshould I be loyal to someone who used me as his whipping boy? How wouldyou l...ke to be called a pussy to your face, Your Honor?" I was - plentyof times." This is getting us nowhere," The Judge said to no one in particular."You, Mr. Lorenzo and you, Ms. Taylor, are accomplices to Mr. Malone -wittingly or not. It's time for your sentencing so we can get to morepressing matters."I gulped. That meant I was a "pressing matter,". I know about some crimes being perpetrated in Boston that you should look into. I'll tell you all about them over a pleasant meal."Silence. I'd stunned her."Yes! I mean... ah, darn it. Of course, I'll have dinner with you." Would it be an imposition to meet me at 21 at seven-thirty. I'll make reservations."21! That means I must dress up. Hmm, I'll wear my old standby, the black sheath and... I chuckled. "The black sheath will be fine." Argh, I forgot you could read my mind. Okay, I'll meet you.. I-I trust you…..completely. He leaned forward and grabbed the blindfold and asked if could put it on me, I said yes, he did. Then he asked if he could put on the hand cuffs. I nodded, completely blind. He placed one cuff around my wrist and closed it, and let the other one hang. Then he grabbed the second pair and did the same. My wrists werent cuffed together. Then he told me to stand and he wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed me softly, then guided me to what I assumed was the front. X as he inhaled another mouthful of smoke. Moving over to the fridge, Steve searched around for something to eat. Suddenly he raised his head up. Steve knew something was wrong... something was out of place. Quickly he moved to the side of the kitchen door, pulling a silenced Walter PPK out of his boxers.His suspicions were soon answered when two shadows flashed across the partially closed blinds, making their way to the kitchen door. The door panel flares brightly for a few seconds with a.