As the music started again he helped her up, and said hi, my name is Ben. This time the music was slow and geared for pelvic grinding. She could hard...y stand and great fully put her arms around his neck and easily let him guide her around the dance floor as before her heels seemed to barely touch the floor, but this time for quite a different reason. After a while she was able to do some of the dancing on her own. This allowed her to loosen her grip and get a better look at him? He was. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pair of nose plugs. They were hardly noticeable unless you were looking for them but she still made an expression of distaste as she inserted them into her nostrils. She pulled open the door and walked in assuming a brisk professional air. The woman sitting at the table inside looked at her with frightened eyes but didn't say anything."Hello, Elizabeth, I'm Special Agent Nikki Crawford." Nikki considered offering her hand but decided against. "Unless your suspect has discovered a lethal dose of something that is supposed to be there." Well he's smart," Miller said, smiling. "But I don't think he's that smart. I think the tox screen is what's gonna nail his ass." We'll see next week then."At ten-thirty the following Monday morning, Sergeant Miller and Detective Wilson pulled their department issued Chevy Cavalier to the curb in front of Janet Whitecoff's house. Having already learned through the Marshall County Sheriff's Department. She leaned her bosom on the velvet top and extended her arms down from there. It seemed to be just the right height for her to be bent over it at a 90 degree angle.Alan took each wrist and cuffed her to a chain and then knelt on the floor near her head and fastened the chain to the leg of the chair. They laughed a little as he looked into her eyes, squatted on the floor like he was, and then kissed her lips with some tenderness. He went to the other side and clipped her other chain to the leg.