Drugs are impounded, money impounded… but never all of the money that was expected to be there.’ ‘Ahhhhh.’ I said. ‘Yes, sounds like that di...amond bust you made.’ said Orosco. ‘Go ahead Jeff, tell Don the rest of it.’ Reubens did so: ‘Again, threats on Sharples’s life, and an I.A. investigation… and another familiar refrain: the local Police Union comes in to back Sharples up. He had some money in his account, but not nearly what they thought he would have, and they never found where he hid any. Every day was the same as the one previous, one without hope of escape orrelease. They'd been sadistic enough to bind her in front of a mirror, so thatshe would be confronted by herself every waking moment. She can't rememberhow long she's stared at herself, taking in her image, it's not as though she'smuch choice. The rest of the room, from what she can see, is the most sterileroom she's ever seen. Absolutely no decorations or even imperfections ruinedits sterile whiteness. She takes in her. When she came to New York City she couldn't speak a word of English. Even today, they spoke mostly Spanish in the home and Lucy was pretty much bilingual being comfortable in either language. She never used her Spanish at work because most of the other workers thought she was Italian-American and she didn't say anything to dissuade them from that misconception because she held the belief that Italians were hot-blooded and romantic.The last couple of weeks she noticed a nice young man with stern. ” Alice smiled brightly, carelessly dropping a pair of sugar cubes into her tea. “Sincere apologies. I suppose you must think this strange.” “One word for it,” Joey murmured, squeezing my hand under the table before helping himself to the cream. “Strange, right,” I added, before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. “You knew Gran?” “Intimately,” Alice replied, her smile growing a little sad. “We were lovers, once upon a time. Of course, that was ages ago. Now, or should I say.