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ongoing basis. She never lost an argument with me. She was
always right. She was a workaholic and had anxiety issues,” I said.
“You want to know how it finally ended? She was driving me crazy. I
was seeing a counselor because I was trying to make the
relationship work, God knows why! Anyway, we’re in bed and we start
making love. During sex…, during sex, she started a fight! I swear
to God, it’s true. I got up from bed, put my clothes on and went
home. The next day I told her I couldn’t do it anymore. I told her
we had to stop seeing each other. That woman just loved to
fight.”
    “Would that be coitus argumentus interuptus?”
asked Roger.
    “I’ve known some difficult people,” said Liz.
“It’s no fun.”
    “But, it had a happy ending,” said Roger. Two
months after Mary and Mr. Mullins broke up, she married a friend of
Mr. Mullins and now they’re going to have a baby! Isn’t that
great?” The sarcasm dripped from Roger’s mouth.
    Liz grimaced and said, “Ouch.”
    “Yea,” I said. “I want to thank you for
bringing this sordid story of woe up, Roger. You remember me
mentioning to you Liz, how necessary it is to keep a foot firmly
planted on the back of Roger’s neck?”
    “So do you have a girlfriend now, Tom?” Liz
asked.
    “Mr. Mullins just dates whores now,” said
Roger. He pronounced whores, “who-ares”. “Mr. Mullins has been
living like a rockstar when it comes to women,” Roger said. “I
think there is a definite lack of maturity when it comes to
relationships.”
    I got off my seat across for Roger. Got him
in a head lock and gave him a nuggy on the top of the head while he
screamed.
    “You’re so mean, Mr. Mullins,” cried Roger as
I sat back down. Liz was laughing at us.
    “Who-ares, Roger?” she asked.
    “I brought a girl around the office one day
and she was dressed for a walk on the beach. Velma saw her and told
me she didn’t appreciate my bringing my who-ares around the office.
So now it’s the go-to line for any woman I’m with.”
    “I hope I’m never referred to that way,” she
said.
    “Velma a little overprotective and a little
crazy. She loves us though,” I said.
    “She loves me,” said Roger. “I don’t know
about you.”
    We pulled into Team Headquarters. Satellite
trucks. cops, swarms of people standing around outside, more than
earlier today. This was the first exposure Liz had to this. “Wow! I
think I should wait in the car. This is going to be weird.”
    “Don’t worry about it,” I said. "The more the
merrier.”
    “This looks like in front of our house after
you shot Chucky, Mr. Mullins,” said Roger. Security directed our
car out of sight of the press and ushered us into a side entrance.
Shawn Samuelson was there to greet us. We were shown into a meeting
room with a number of men sitting around a table. I nodded to
Tonelli and Captain Conners. Oscar Tierney jumped up from his place
at the head of the table, ran around and hugged Liz.
    “I’m so sorry, Elizabeth,” said Tierney.
“It’s just such a terrible loss for everyone, words don’t seem to
work.” They embraced for a long moment. “I’m so glad you came
today, Elizabeth. I need to get an update from these people who are
working on solving this, but I’d like to spend some time with you.”
He directed Liz to a seat and shook hands with me. “Good to see you
again, Tom. I’m glad you could make it.” And then he shook hands
with Roger. “Ahhh yes, it’s the other half of the dynamic duo,
young Roger Goody. I’ve seen you on TV, boy.” Roger shook his hand
with a big smile on his face. We all sat and then I noted our old
friend FBI Special Fucking Agent Herbert Nelson seated on the other
side of the room. I nodded and smiled at him.
    “Agent Nelson,” I said as sweetly as I could.
He nodded back at me but I could see he had his “fuck you” face on.
There were introductions all around; another FBI agent, a guy from
Homeland Security, two State of