That should cover things until I was back in town. I wondered as I drove back to my apartment if I had hurt Tommy’s chances of any reconciliation wi...h his mother. I also wondered if I would be able to explain it to him. I hadn’t held anything back from him to this point, so I saw no reason not to tell him what had transpired. I made the round trip to Denver, getting back home just before eight that night. The problem had been solved and the customer satisfied with my quick response. I had. He wanted to leave." How do you know his name was Pinky? Did the bigger one call him that?" No sir, it had to be Pinky by what he said." And what was that," the older cop persisted. "What made you think his name was Pinky?" He said he was going to teach me a lesson for what I had done with his girl. Only that's not exactly how he put it." Tell us how he put it as closely as you can remember," the older cop sounded impatient. I looked at his partner for guidance. Her hair was wrapped around her. " "Don't try to confuse me with facts." I shook the dress off the high hanger. It had a square neckline and padded shoulders. Why did women insist on making themselves look like quarterbacks? Well, I could always remove them, I had pre-padded shoulders and wouldn't need them. The dress looked to be tight about the bust line and then continued straight down from there. A perfect style to take the eye off my lack of wide hips. Stephanie held it up to her neck and the hem came about to mid calf on. If a peasant couldn’t pay the tax then one of several things might happen to them: they might be tortured, killed, if there were good looking women in the family then they would be taken to serve Richard or him men, young boys would be taken to be turned into soldiers. To put it simply, Richard viewed everyone below him as an expendable plaything and everyone including the king was below him, in his mind. By now, Cecilia had realized that she would have to put a hold on getting revenge on.