His reputation WAS squeaky clean. But in reality, he was just as dirty as the others.“Did the FBI talk to you about those guys?” she asked quietly....“For what? All of this seems to stem from fixing murder trials! All I did was have one business meeting with two of the guys who were indicted. You know, like just about every other small businessman, I’m sure.”“They mentioned mob and union ties,” Elyse said.“They mentioned the FBI was looking into mob ties. There’s a difference. As for the unions,. That assumption is about to be tested. Josh placed some cash in the little plastic tray with the check and calmly said to me, "There are three men sitting together at a table to our left. Do you see them?"I'm aware of the men to whom he's referring. I've been keeping a discreet eye on the other customers, hoping no one else notices my exposure and becomes upset. The three men are all in their mid twenties. They haven't been paying much attention to the other customers, and that includes me.. A dam had broken up river; I think halfthe people didn't believe it could flood on a sunny day, but they weregoing. I could see the end of the line of cars at last.The old woman, and she was as old as any I had ever seen, looked up at meand roared with a deep voiced laughter. She kept it up until she startedcoughing. Finally she said, "I've been on the wrong side most 'a my wholedamn life, no reason to stop now, Sergeant. Gotta a cigarette?" I don't smoke." Kids, all cowards. Been smoking 'bout. Yeah, sure. I did find work in a gas station. I found an apartment. One thing then another, saved a bit, bought a house, worked hard. Jobs got better. I mostly hated women, I would have little to do with them. Still don’t much. I got an old typewriter, wrote some stories, after maybe 50 rejections I got a check. After that I got some more, then even more. I wrote some fiction stories, probably some of you have read them, mysteries, detectives, all types. Dabbled in some light erotic stuff..