And once I got into the city, I would not even try tonavigate the subways ? I would just take a taxi. This was New York Cityin the Bad Old Days ? of ...Charles Bronson and Death Wish ? when it was amuch more dangerous place than it is today. Furthermore, I did not knowthe city well, but I had a feeling that Michael Salem?s was not exactlyon Park Avenue.Finally, opportunity knocked. My parents were to be gone for a whole dayat a wedding. I was so excited I could barely contain myself. I. “Of course, I own the lodge so it would mean you would have to make other arrangements for yourself.”The woman looked over at the ticket counter wondering if she should just go buy a ticket and keep travelling.I started down this road when I caught a bus in Georgia.And I really need a place where I can be invisible and get myself straightened out.I could travel on but there is nothing that makes me think I’ll find a better situation.Maybe it’s time for a little bold action and not so much. "You're one helluva lady killer, Brutus, my man," Jarvis said, "But if my dad ever finds out you're poking Dahlia, you'd better start hunting for another job. In another state!"Brutus got serious immediately."You ain't gwana tell him, is you, Mister Jarvis?" Me? It's none of my affair who you're fucking, Brutus. Hell, I'd like to get into Dahlia's pants myself sometime! Just keep a low profile, that's all. It's pretty dumb to be fucking around in the barn in the middle of the day."He handed. That might explain why he would be in her skirts when he is married to a dish like Heather.”“That’s interesting. Have you any clues as to who killed the poor man?”“Not yet. We have not found the murder weapon. His cell phone is missing, and when we searched his house, we recovered his laptop. It is heavily encrypted and will take some time before we discover if it contains any clues as to what he was doing or who he was involved with.”“Well, good luck with that. How’s your wife?”“You haven’t.