”The voice at the other end of the telephone was softly spoken. Allison couldn’t help wondering if it came from one of Ms Calloway’s clients, pr...ssed into service as her receptionist.Ms Calloway’s voice on the other hand was brisk. “June Calloway, how can I help?”Allison tried to imagine the person on the other end of the line. June didn’t sound like she was lounging on a couch in corset and boots while toying with a riding crop; she sounded more like one of the senior partners at her own. He said bye to me and aunty and left to fields. Aunty told her we can talk for 5 min then go out of main door and come from back door so that no one will get any doute. I am unable to say there with out doing any thing in 2 mins i went out. I waited at the end of the street for 5 mins and checked there is no one in the street and went thought the back door. She is waiting for me, she took me to her bed room and told i will come back after closing doors. I am checking her back i am unable to. But I didn't have a choice. She knew Alek had betrayed her and was going to kill both of us."Something didn't seem right so I checked his bonds, they were tight."You know, every time you try to tell a lie to make things go easier for you, it will just make them go harder." What do you mean? That's what happened."I waggled my index finger in front of his face. I wasn't sure I could break him, but I wasn't ready to quit trying."I swear!"Why wouldn't he just admit it? I jammed my finger under his. Calling Shanghai Red’s the most notorious bar on Beacon Street was saying something on a waterfront street swarming with the likes of the Scuttle Butt Inn, Whispering Joe’s Joint, and the Bonanza. These were all classy dumps in a neighborhood of flophouses, bail bond offices, chop suey joints, and pawn shops. Lt. Mathew Gaffey surveyed the dim, smoke-filled bar as he made his way through the crowd of drunken sailors, cannery workers, and fisherman. He also made his way through the heavy smells.