"I told you, two of the people in my dining room are plainclothes cops, the big guy and the sexy looking girl. The other two women -- the ones in suit... -- one of them is an Assistant District Attorney and the other is from Child Protective Services. Worthington is a pedophile. Why do you think I told you not to go to him alone?"I may give the impression that Missy isn't the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but that's not the case. She's just still sweet and naive, in spite of all the trouble. And I wanted it as some kind of anaesthetic for the dull ache of separation. And I wanted it as a flesh and blood woman, neither married nor single, just a woman who knew the pleasure my black lover would give me.I didn’t care that we were on the beach, I just wanted that Jason and I would consummate our feelings and love. I sighed in contentment as he entered me and then drove all the way in, marvelling again at how he filled me and went so deep. Our mouths fought in our mutual hunger, and I. It was Tom's friend Carry, along with someone I didn't even recognize."Hey Miranda, thanks for having us over. This is Joe." Carry informed me, introducing a tall guy with a blonde crew cut. "Hey, wasssssupppp?" Joe said. I cringed. I can't believe he just said "Wassssuppp" in that annoying tone of voice like they use in that Budweiser commercial from a few years ago. I rolled my eyes and reluctantly let them in. I resigned myself to the fact that they were going to be here all day. Carry is a. .. that the assassin was the one who killed Titus Mede. He gave me a note later that the same assassin was now the Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, that my ... contact ... with Astrid would no longer be who I would talk to, should I need their services again.” She seemed to draw strength from that thought. “So, that should be fair warning to you to leave me alone, since I can contact this ... Listener.”From behind me I heard a musical laugh at that comment. The lithe woman in leather armor.