The old guy seems really upset,” Tweed said, as one of the interpreters came toward us.“What’s wrong?” Tweed asked him.“Holy man, he verly u...pset. He asked why he brought all this way when we have someone here already who could conduct ceremony. Men no understand and get upset.”“He isn’t upset about coming into the camp, is he?” Tweed asked.“No, it not that,” the interpreter said.“All right, what’s going on here?” the CO demanded, as he came up to us.“The holy man is upset,” Tweed. She stayed in a hotel in Eau Claire and made contact with the University there and the police. She hadn't expected cooperation from the school and found little. She had made an appointment with an older detective around ten years before when Penny Kolhaas drowned in the St Croix River, but that waited until the next day.She made further appointments with the Vice President in charge of corporate clients involved in parts needed for Jordan's company's manufacturing; a woman Sandy sensed might. "See, she finally had to know, one way or another, if what she was seeing from you and Joseph was romantic interest. You were the safe one. The problem is she didn't know how to initiate anything, and here's where it gets worse. Two nights ago, she was so caught up in this confusion that she actually spied on us having sex." What?!" I practically choked on my spit. I remembered thinking I saw the door closing, but I'd dismissed that as a mirage in the fading firelight. Shit."Ooh, a voyeur,". Ah didn’t know.’ ‘You’re telling me that if you knew that it would’ve made a difference? Really?’ The girl nodded. ‘But Ah thought since all y’all wanted a threesome, you guys were, like, open, y’know?’ ‘Only if we were both in on it. To-ge-ther.’ ‘Oh.’ ‘And then this shit? Muh-ther-fucker!’ ‘Shelly, remember Barb had some to drink. Ah don’t think she woulda done anything without you if she was sober. Prob’ly never will again. If y’all want her back. You do, doncha . . .?’ The blonde’s angry.