There is nothing to investigate.Lucille: A man is murdered and there is nothing to investigate?Eddie: The man who was murdered was a drug wholesaler. ...Everyone figured it was the cost of doing business. Nobody is going to miss him.Lucille: Two weeks before he died, he is alleged to have had the son of a congressman killed. Some kind of message he was sending I heard.Eddie: I don't know about that. All I know is a drug lord in Columbia claimed to have been responsible for the killing. It was his. They were luscious, tender, incredibly intimate kisses.They were lover's kisses, and there was no other way to interpret them.It was the first time she thought of either Craig or herself as being ... lovers."Probably," said Craig, whose male core cared as much about following rules as any other male. Evidence of that was the soft, loving kiss he gave his sister after he uttered that word."What are we going to do?" she asked, overwhelmed by everything."Right now, I'm going to go to sleep," he. He had drove all night to get home he thought his darling wife was ill he never expected this nightmare .Its not over yet Mr preacher Man the best part is still to come Sallys brother had his birthday yesterday he was 12 years old Sally invited him round here with 5 of his black friends and i was his preasent god no hubby said dont tell me please your going to hear every little thing i did to them first i had to stand in front of them stark naked as Sally showed them my 55 year old body she. "Seen Ann" I asked. "Yes" Chris replied "Not very convivial...we've had a few words. Didn't you hear ?" "No" I half lied. I'd heard the raised voices but not the words said. Ann entered the room and we set off to the pub. Ann silent throughout while myself Chris and the girls merrily chatted, winding her up even more.Ten minutes later we were there.We got our drinks, sat down and chatted. Ann still not talking. Christine and the girls were on good form and looked stunning. Claire and Katie in.