.. after the first yoga class," whispered Ami."That was a Saturday night class, correct?"Startled at her knowledge, Ami asked, "How did you know?" I t...ld you when I assigned this program that it's my job to monitor your progress. I've spoken to Ellen and Jess multiple times and they gave me glowing reports regarding your changed attitude and work ethic. Now it's time for the next phase of your recovery." She reached in her desk draw and pulled out a business card and handed it to Ami:JessYoga. ’ TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS Hank sent the FBI agent and the uniformed cop from the third to see me, and we talked for a couple of minutes. The agent was Fred, mid-fortyish, on loan from Baltimore. The uniform, Toby Green, was a guy I knew just to say hello to, mid-thirtyish patrol officer who had been at the third for ten years or more. I asked him to round up a second pair of handcuffs, since we’d be trying to arrest two bad guys and we’d be on our own when we were doing it. About fifteen. It only took a couple minutes for the first rounds of beers to be gone. "Another round!" When it arrived, the biker said, "This one is on our cowboy friends at the bar. Right guys?" One of them started to get up but his friend held him down on the stool. "Ya, Hank, this one is on us." Hank took the round of beers to the tables. The song on the jukebox ended and there were no more scheduled to play. One of the bikers walked over to it and put in his quarter, selected three of the few rock. He scares her, because of the intensity of his gaze. His eyebrows are dark and thick above eyes that are so brown she cant see his pupils, and when he looks at her, she has trouble meeting his eyes for long. And yet, she would be disappointed if he werent there when she went in. When he looks at her, she feels a tingling deep in her belly like the nervousness of a roller coaster ride, and her knees tremble with a need she cant name. Tonight is the western-themed party at her husbands office,.