‘Call me.Mica.’ The time stamp on the message was 7AM. The phone’s clock read 8:15.“What’s today’s emergency?” I asked.“Did my messa...e have a 911 tag,” she asked. “I don’t think so.”“Okay I stand corrected. So what is up. By the way Effie is a really smart and a hard working girl you should be proud of her,” I explained.“Not to mention a beautiful and sexy girl, you perv. What I’m calling you about it is the spare room, the kids fixed up. Is Janet really moving back?” she. " Then I'd need you get me in contact with the one person who'll probably know someone who might be able to help. But it may cost me some money."A week later I was sitting in a different café with Lindsay, and one young-looking policewoman from vice squad, who seemed to remember me all too well."Good evening, Officer, or may I call you Elise? I hope you did not have to face any serious issues because of our last meeting." No, not very much. Your recording showed that I protested about what they. Luckily we divided up evidence and sent things to be evaluated to two labs. I have suspected something was wrong with the FBI lab because they were so slow and often reported poor data results when the other tech group reported in twenty four hours or less,” I said.“Paul?”“There were arrests nationwide last night; has everyone on the list been arrested?” Paul asked.“No, the arrests go on. I am sure as the ones arrested negotiate for less jail time, they will give up accomplices. They need to. I could feel the delicious warmth of his body and the vivacity of his young body like a spring next to me. “Bloody Hell!”he would squeal when he died, or “That’s it!” when he destroyed an enemy. We played for the better part of a half hour, and when our game was over, he rolled me over and beat me playfully on the chest, lying with his right leg between mine. “You’re a bloody cheat, you are! Or you wouldn’t have bested me.”His face was close to mine, and his thin but muscular chest rose and.