I respected that sort of leverage from the general public because it showed the power of a well-run organization. I just wished our own family had bee...n a bit more stringent in their actions because we had been torn apart by the defectors and the informers to the point that our only course of action to survive was to decentralize and re-group after all the political games were over once and all.We never used the word "Mafia" because of the negative connotations and usually just referred to our. " "Then, may I ask, Sir, what your employment might be?" I began to feel at ease again but still, I could not relax my guard on his say so. He smiled and took a card out of his waistcoat pocket and handed it to me. I reached out and took it, turning it over to look at it. It had a crest on it. "You are a Policeman!" I exclaimed. "That's right, Miss, a detective." I looked at him for a moment then back at the card, reading out loud: "Detective Sergeant Arthur Morgan. Suffolk Constabulary." I. ” I merely nodded, not trusting myself to speak without revealing my true feelings. Claire sighed deeply. I cautiously observed her, waiting for the proper response, the most politic reaction. God her hair was pretty today and I found myself nearly faint with the giddy, exhilarating scent of the coconut shampoo she had used. I could feel myself stirring, and desperately, anxiously waited for the tell-tale erection to disappear. She sighed again, a dramatic gesture that was somewhat unlike. " Dean, see if you can figure out how close the gun would have had to be to produce this kind head wound."Two days later, Dean rushed into Percy's office, "Dad, I worked with CSI and we put the gun no further away than 10 feet to cause this kind of damage." Also, one of the guys noted that the bullet entered the back of the skull at an upward angle. It was as if the shot was fired from another jet ski just behind him and to the right."Percy looked at his son-in-law and exclaimed, "Shit, she.