I knew the secret. Of course I would.The light turned green, and I drove past Taboo and turned around the block, parking my car in front of a butcher ...shop. Its sterile white fluorescent lights were just bordering unpleasant, and it didn’t get many customers, but it was mine all the same. Still, I was rethinking the idea of the store. Was it odd to have a twenty-four-hour butcher shop?“Hey Tony,” I said as I entered.The rotund and gruff fifty-year-old Italian behind the counter tipped his chin. "No Momma. I didn't use your spray and I think BB meant the Brylcreem as a joke," Sean answered and then his grin widened. "I just wet it and tried to comb it. At least my hair isn't as wild as Megan's." Don't go pulling Megan and me into this," Liz admonished as she swung around in the chair and deposited Megan on the floor.Megan immediately grabbed the chair and pulled herself to her feet. The earth rumbled faintly when the six month old frowned at Sean. She wasn't happy with his remark."Stop. This is the right place, isn’t it?”“Yes, it sure is. Everyone is in the kitchen. Come on in, Detective.”“Sorry,” he said. “It’s Tom. I’m getting so used to introducing myself at people’s front door that I forget I don’t have to say ‘detective’ all the time. You’re lucky I didn’t flash the shield at you.”“That’s okay. I’m getting so used to being arrested it would have seemed natural,” I joked. Oh, God! What a stupid thing to say! “Come in, Tom. I’m Deb.”“It’s nice to meet you, Deb.” He held out. The first time, I’d been drunk, it had been late, and it was pitch black outside. This was in the middle of the day, and I was way too sober. It would be bad enough getting caught, but getting caught naked? ‘Stop thinking about it D, and just do it,’ Jan griped, exasperated. I reached down and pulled off my underwear, tossing it just beyond where her clothes lay. I stayed apart from the other two, and contemplated turning to face the pool wall, at least for a while. I was getting hard, and if.