“She tried to sue us.”Expensive Suit’s face lit up. “Oh, yes. I remember her now. Big hooters, right.”Lab coat’s face turned red. “Yes. ...Yes, Sir. That would be her.”“God, she had some big ones.” He smiled. “You know I would greet the employees most mornings just so I could get a glimpse of her when she came in. You know, before she put on that bulky lab coat. I hated that she wore that lab coat.”Lab Coat stood silently and waited patiently while Expensive Suit ‘remembered’. Finally, “God, she. Sharmaveen na eh sardarni tera bara khial rakahy ge..putter tu menu changa lagda ain.. Keyon k tu pakistani munda ain aur fir muslaman vi..eh tenu vi pata hy k mein aj kissi sardar munday nu halka ishara vi karan tay oh meray liye kuch vi ker dayvay ga…per buri gaal eh hy k fir ohday baad meray picchay line lag javay ge…tay mein eh naye chahndi.Me: aap bohat achi hain aur mujhe pata hy aj kal k larkon ka, aik ka rasta seedha howa nahi k saray line mein kharay ho jatay hain, aur waisay bi aap ko. ‘Oh so nice.’ I lay back relishing in the feel, my eyes closed. I heard him doing something. I hoped he was leaving. No he was sitting beside me. ‘Here we go Suzie, I will shampoo your hair.’ I looked at him with raised eyebrows. He didn’t say anything he just went about it and he surprisingly he did a good job. ‘Ok dear, now I will shave your underarms and legs. I will bathe you daily and after today you will bathe me. We will not bathe together, but we will clean each other. Lift your arm.’. Again, the 'Jackal'. Who was the man known as the 'Jackal'? The question had nipped at his heels all through this entire case. It occurred to Bulldog that it might stand for Jack L. as in Jacque La Reynard, the sly fox from Quebec; or perhaps Jack Lupus a shaggy mongrel from the West Coast who had never been collared by the police. Was he hiding out here in 'Our Fair City', having gone-to-ground deep in a den of thieves and murderers? Certainlt he was involved with the intrigue at the municipal.