“I think you think Peggy and I invited you here for dinner because of your attractive personality?”
“The but do any other reason?”
Bob is motionless. He didn"t want to talk about the topic too soon, but Jack had already started.
"Listen, Jack, you"re my best friend you know?" The smile disappeared from Jack"s eyes when he noticed the seriousness in Bob"s voice.
"Sure".
"I need help".
Jack nodded. "Whatever".
"Thanks Jack." Bob spoke softly, his voice filled with gratitude.
“Does it have anything to do with Maxwell Russell?”.
"Have".
"What"s new?"
“Not exactly, but last week Troy Davis passed and he thought I might be…in danger.”
Jack feet down and leans forward. "What kind of danger?"
“He"s not sure - nobody knows for sure - but two of their people, I"m dead. It"s a puzzle. No
