Claudia placed her cuffed wrists over Dan’s neck. “I saw him shoot you! You should be dead! I thought he had killed you!” She cried, hugging him...close to her breasts. He hugged her, his chest on fire then took her hands from around his neck.“I didn’t care what the Police said to me, I was determined to get to you. Detective Armstrong made a suggestion to me.” Dan unbuttoned his shirt, “She had me put on her husband’s Police bulletproof vest!”“The things you do for me!” She gazed in thankful. I informed the manager that I would be happy to speak with them since I was the sole investor. A few days later, I received a call on my cell phone while at my day job as assistant manager at the bank. I had an office so privacy was not a concern. The caller identified herself as Natalie Goldman. The name sounded vaguely familiar but I couldn’t place it. The voice on the phone even sounded remotely familiar. She expressed interest in talking with me in person over dinner one evening in the next. And I've got plenty of safety pins we can use to at least hold the pants up. Are you OK? I mean, you aren't injured or sick or anything like that, are you?" No Sir, I'm fine." I'm close to 70 years old and my name is Arthur. Save that 'Sir' crap for someone who appreciates it. I'd much rather have some affection, even if it's pretended, than phony respect. After you've known me a while, if you find you respect me, fine. But I'd hope you would still want to call me Arthur." Yes, S ... Arthur.". Mail kar diya phir maine use call kiya or milne ka time 1 pm Friday ka final ho gaya maine use apne charges bhi bata diye the phir Main Friday ko use phone kar ke bataye hue address par pahunch gaya, maine bell bajai to madhu ne gate khola, kya khoobsurat thi Madhu main to use dekhta hi rah gaya, usne poocha kisse milna hai to maine use code bataya jo ki maine sneha ko diya tha jisse hum confirm kar saken ki jisse hum baat kar rahe hai wo right person hai phir usne bhi code bolo or poocha Ki.