Until the recent incident, he had always enjoyed the services rendered by Cleo's. The agency supplied him with a steady stream of beautiful young mode...ls to satiate his constant and growing need for sex. But they were expensive and he knew that he was a virtual hostage to their services, much like a cocaine addict was held hostage by the crack dealer. Cleo's was the best, and there was no substitute for the quality of girls they supplied. He had been severely disappointed when he tried the much. "Why'd Danny go out of town?" Riggio was from Pittsburgh. "Why not just do it himself?" Hmmm ... Why?" Bert looked at me. "That's what we were wondering as well." And why Danny ordered the hit the same day you found Frankie and the coke." Vic stared at me.I stared back. Everything was pointing to Danny now. Carmine had been Danny's boy anyway, so they set up the deal to steal a million dollars worth of coke. It falls through and Danny cuts the only tie between himself and the job. Carmine's. For whatever reason, the room had a good supply of slutty costumes revealing a tremendous amount of flesh.When you add free alcohol to those slutty costumes things get even more interesting. Several of the costumes had been modified by the girls wearing them after they arrived– and probably after several free drinks. I could see one Naughty Policewoman who obviously should be wearing a pair of tight blue shorts. They were tied to her billy club as she danced with a male counterpart who was. "Why can't I seem to walk flat footed anymore?" "Oh, a formula that would re-write your D.N.A. and make you into a real woman," said Joan as he led Christine toward the bedroom. "As for you feet, I thought I'd give you a little bonus. I know you love heels despite how they hurt your feet. So I altered your feet so you'd find heels more comfortable that being in flats or barefooted. Don't worry about your feet being sore when you don't have a heel on. You know I'll always be around to rub them.