" I understand your position," the Sergeant responded, "But, it is up to the District Attorney to decide what charges are to be brought. For now, your...client is being held for questioning as a material witness." I understand," Bern said. "I wanted to be sure you had put together the mark on Mister Clifford's head and the actions of Miss Jordan." We did, but seeing it only strengthened our findings, we had not mentioned it. I do thank you for your candor," the Sergeant continued, "and we hope. Since the crime wave started over two weeks ago she had only taken half a day off, and that was to recover after a particularly draining run in with the villainess Pussy Whip. The Megatropolis Amazons, the city’s official super team, were concentrating on the supervillains that were running wild in the city. Bovine Justice and the other solo heroines were, for the most part, happy to let deal with these foes. Megatropolis was a cesspool of crime and the super powered faction was only a small. I went to a club closer to the beach. When I sat down I ordered a crown coke. A slut wasted no time sitting next to me. She had a gorgeous face and we talked for about 15 minutes and shewas called up to the stage. I watched her dance and was sipping my drink and realize my drink sucked. I ask the cocktail waitress about it she told me they poured out of a button. I was pissed about it and took my loss and left. I decided to go back to the club I went to the night before. When I sat down this. ‘I met her a few weeks ago. She’s amazing. I can’t stop thinking about her.’ ‘What’s her name?’ I asked. ‘I’m not going to tell you,’ he answered. ‘What matters is that I want her.’ ‘Is she prettier than me?’ I ventured. ‘Yes,’ he replied hesitantly. ‘Is she sexier?’ ‘Yes, of course.’ ‘Do you think about her every night?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you think about her when we kiss?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you think about her when we make love?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Have the two of you made love?’ He paused. ‘Yes.’ ‘I can’t believe.