Ashleigh screamed, her blood frozen in her veins, her heart somewhere in her stomach. Holy shit…Robert! she half cried, half whispered. Then she rai...ed her eyes to the man and was immediately brought to reality by his smile and the malicious glint in his cold, blue eyes. If you want our money, theres a safe in Roberts office, the code is 286- the man strode to her in three, quick steps and promptly hit her. Hard. I dont want your fuckin money, bitch! he growled I want to show you what happens. ”She ended her response with a wink. Only, it didn’t look like a joking wink to Tyalor, more like an actual flirty wink. Things were starting to add up to the point where he couldn’t keep dismissing them. Still, he took his blanket and pillow and walked out to the porch without saying anything else. Whatever these crazy bitches were up to he could deal with it in the morning. Exhausted, he lay in the warm night air and drivered off to sleep, hammock swaying steadily back and forth with the. That is how I came to be sitting with Rita and two Dobson cops in the middle of the day. "So I am Detective Emory Sutton, I am interviewing Miss Sylvia Porter, and her Attorney. I am making this recording of the interview which is in connection with the attack on her by Freddie Louis Vasquez."That is when I thought, oh shit, this fucking drug war either started by sheer coincidence, or some kind of witness tampering. The whole thing might have been personal, not a Miami sanctioned thing at all.. "We represent a company that needs several functional yet decorative gates."Rey motioned for them to sit again. "How large?"William nodded to Paul. "A pair of wrought iron gates for a twenty foot wide opening." Paul opened his satchel pulling out a folder."Free swinging or sliding?"Opening the folder, Carson pointed to the specifications, "Swinging gates using an automated opener." You can buy these much cheaper from a gate company. I'd recommend Tarleton Industries. I have their card."William.