Clark?’ Jessica asked, her eyes wide. Mr. Clark chuckled. ‘You remember me, that’s very good. Danny worked for me for what, eight months of you...r relationship?’ Mr. Clark asked. Jessica nodded. ‘Where is Danny?’ Mr. Clark wanted to know. Jessica sighed. ‘Like I told your brute squad here, I haven’t seen or talked to Danny in nearly six months,’ Jessica answered, feeling a bit like a broken record. Mr. Clark’s eyes widened. ‘You don’t expect me to believe that after getting you pregnant, Danny. ."We chuckleI say, "You start."She looks embarrassed and glances at her father, "My father wants us to do a prenuptial agreement," she looks so scared I laugh.I smile at her and said, "George wants the same thing."She laughed and hugged me. We got the basics one that George said with the stipulation that children would be handled separately from this agreement.Great wedding; greater honeymoon. And five years pass.She wanted to wait till she was 30 for kids still two years away. The business is. ." He took a drink from a bottle of waterat his desk. "They found nothing out of the ordinary...hell, how can Iexplain how a boy died, if there's nothing to go on? It was like he was awatch and his body just ran down...stopped working!" I guess this whole investigation will be downgraded to naturalcauses..." She shrugged, glad that at least nothing criminal had shown upin the case. Thinking back to Nash's seemingly advanced emotionalresponses she spoke aloud. "I wonder what he was looking at. Checking off each girl who got a dance so the club could collect the fee at the end of the day. You'd see them at the beginning of each song and that is it. Inside, each room was a small black leather couch. The most important feature was the video cameras. Each room had one pointing directly at the couch. What most people didn't know was several of them didn't work. She picked her favorite booth that just happened to have a broken camera in it. It also had the least amount of foot traffic.