“No Ma-am!” Agent North replied.I turned my attention to Gitmo and Agents Croft and Doyle with an MTAC call.“How is the prisoner doing? Have you...learned anything worthwhile?” I asked.“Yes we have learned a lot of things, it is all written down. We stopped recording the interrogation after your instructions and put all of it on paper. The recordings were destroyed as per your instructions,” Croft replied.“Good job. You read the meaning I was trying to give,” I replied.“The C130 from Morton. I saw him staring at my ass.I finished up, hopped back into the car, and squealed the tires on theway out."So how was that?" Karen asked."I thought I was going to have a heart attack! That was awesome."We both started giggling, and Karen held my hand the rest of the wayinto town.The sun had gone down, and I felt a little less conspicuous in the dimlighting. We stopped in a commercial district where all the offices hadclosed, and Karen had me hop out. She drove a few blocks a head andparked, and. "There may be something in the refrigerator bin, too."There were two slightly withered apples. I took one and the milk and put them on the table. Then I got a bowl of dry cereal and a spoon."Well, Patrick, what's your take?" Rob needs help. Does Mum know a psychoph... ?" I couldn't recall the word."Psychopharmacologist?" Yeah. That's it." I don't know. There's the Marian Centre in Subiaco, but they need a psychiatric referral before you can get an interview." If you drive me and Sarah to. It was good to see that Bill still had it, even after almost 20 years of marriage and towing the line. It only took one swing from Bill to end the battle.I could tell Bill was not in a talkative mood, so I kept my mouth shut and watched the scenery as I considered the situation. We had introduced ourselves as Tom Casey and Bill Kuntz. Jack even made the standard joke about Bill's last name and we graciously laughed as if we had never heard it before. Gwen had been working at Wegmans for a year.