How would you like a chance to exercise your sense of justice?" My sense of justice is as fit and healthy as it has ever been, but what did you have i...n mind." There is someone I'd like you to spend some time with. I'm hoping you can encourage him to confess to his crimes and save everyone else a lot of time, money, headache, and heartache. The heartache would mostly be from his victims. It's going to be very traumatic if they have to go through a long trial." It is the price of justice," he. She shook her head. I nodded mine, firmly, as if she was Lady Margaret. After a while of listening, she wilted, coughed, and tugged a handkerchief from her sleeve to dab her eyes."The house belongs to a dreadful finance company, they tell me they're going to put it on the market, but now they say what it's worth is less than what I owe them, which can't be so, can it? They tell me they're just days from foreclosing. I'm mortgaged to absolute the hilt my dear, have been for years. Em kept us. What made matters worse was that Roland insisted on screening news from the EBC which was a television company that currently attracted only a small percentage of the national audience. And this was for good reason. The EBC News had few of the exciting graphics and pulsating music that enlivened the news on Sky England. There were too many depressing news items about famine and drought, often happening in countries no one had ever heard of, and not enough about celebrities and television talent. Sue me.Ty's eyes were dark and hooded as he briefly met my gaze. "Not till I hear an apology from Mister Terrific." He forced Stanton's arm higher and got a grunt of anguish from him. "What are you waiting for? Simon says? Let me help you start. I'm..." I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Stanton squealed."See? That wasn't so hard," Ty said as he released Stanton's arm and stepped back beside me as though nothing had taken place.Stanton straightened, rubbing his arm and glaring at both of us. "You'll regret.