If you want to try, you can. Just don’t tell me about it. I think I might barf.”“No worries. Just wanted to see what you thought.”“Cool. Goo...d luck dude. See you later. Marybeth is here. Maybe she’ll blow me. Talk later!”I was glad he was cool with me trying to fuck his mother. I had a beer and went in the hot tub. There were a few chicks there without any guys. I’d see if they were up for having some fun.“Hey ladies. Mind if I join you?”“No. Come in.”I took off my shoes and shirt and climbed. I reported in and the captain told me that he didn’t want to know anything about the case I was working on. Not a single detective will talk to me. Even the ones I know won’t talk to me. It’s weird going into the building and being treated as though I wasn’t even there.”“I went into the IRS office and all anyone wanted to know was what Ed was like. No one even asked about the case. My supervisor said that I had unlimited access to the records and that she didn’t want to know anything about it.”. He dragged my wife inside by her arm as I followed along. Once inside the party was in full swing. There were at least a hundred people there and of course most of them were black male gang members. There were also a dozen of beautiful white women, all mature ladies, being swarmed by the black gang members. They were dancing and it seemed like each woman had about three black men dancing with her. Jamal took my wife and started dancing with the group. A few black men attempted to dance with. She might have some criminal liability there as well.I wasn't sure if it was worth the risk by making that an issue. I wasbeginning to wonder whether the best course of action wasn't to try toreach a settlement and just make the whole thing go away.'What should I say to Regina Rae?' I thought. I didn't want to upset her.But I felt I had to be honest with her. "I don't know Regina Rae," I begancarefully. "This is not necessarily going to be easy. Describe for meexactly what Chad saw when he came.