“Samantha is my niece and you can say anything in front of her. Has there been a problem? A burglary while we’ve been away? We’ve just returned ...rom France .” The policewoman broke in “Mr Bure, I wonder if Samantha would make us a nice cup of tea while my colleague has a word with you? Samantha can we do that?” As the two females went to the kitchen the policeman said “I’m Sergeant Haliday, sir. My colleague is Constable Blair. Sir, do you have a room where we can talk privately?” Danny. When the doorbell rang that evening, Ted answered it. He was pleasantly surprised to find a pretty woman in her late 30’s. She was well-dressed in a form-fitting business suit, her blondish hair done up in a rather severe bun on the back of her head. Her figure was very well proportioned, a rather sizable bosom, tapering down to nicely-shaped hips and a pair of legs, that had obviously seen a number of hours running on a treadmill. She extended her hand and, while shaking hands, introduced. " Reluctantly she gave way."Oh well, I don't suppose there will be any harm in it. At least you are a Copper." Having thawed she told me that the bruises and trauma had been treated and should not be a problem. The Jaw was just dislocated not broken. They were checking her blood pressure frequently. Should the spleen be damaged, low blood pressure would be one of the signs. So far she said it was coming up normal. She told me I could see Diane for five minutes.It is very difficult when you see. The knowing always fills him with a rage, built on a strong foundation of morality taught him by his father, the lessons learned from the women of his family, the simple damned observation that some things are unacceptable and _wrong_. How could any _real_ man treat a woman this way? Despite the rage, his head was clear, and the decision was made without a second thought. He was going to hit this man, hit him hard, hit him again. That could cost him, though, cost him big. There is a way… ‘Wow,.