Until I choose otherwise, you are under arrest under the Patriot Act. You have no right to remain silent because no one gives a shit about what you ha...e to say. I can put your ass on a flight to Gitmo to let you rot until I tell someone that you were just a dick that needed to see how it feels to have someone with authority bitch-slap you around. As much as that would please me, David would never allow that to happen. Please turn around and place your hands behind your back.”She used his cuffs. Their clothes were a mess and they faces were red and a little puffy. Their lips were red and swollen a little as they walked away from the restroom. I watched them until they got to close then hurried back to where we had been sitting before. The two of them finally reached me and they both smiled.“Honey, this is Jan,” my wife said. “Jan has invited me over to her place just around the corner to see her garden. She will drive me home later. You don’t mind do you?”“No, I don’t mind,” I. And according to the complex formula that we’d agreed on earlier, Judy would this time be accompanied by Andrea, Jenny, Olivia and Tomiko. So, for this leg at least, I’d be reunited with Crystal and not need to worry about Judy monopolising her attention. However, once we set off along Interstate 81 away from the Burgers and Fries of the Myrrh Cross Diner towards the Burgers, Fries and double bedrooms of the King’s Cavalry Motel, Crystal was uncharacteristically reticent and any conversation. Mike nodded to her."Well," said Tim, "any news?" Yeah, there's news," said Mike. "Good news for me, good news for both of you, good news for the citizens of Los Angeles." You got him," said Tim. "You got Jay Snyder." Right now he's in county jail, awaiting trial. With your testimony, and Judy's, and mine we should be able to get him, oh, I'd say about thirty years in Folsom." Great," said Tim. "Honey, did you hear that? We're free, they're going to lock Jay up, and we're free. We can get out of.