BOWLING ALLEY BIMBOS. RAGE. OVERKILL. FRENZIED OVERKILL. TRUTHDIG. EMPIRE OF ILLUSION: THE END OF LITERACY AND THE TRIUMPH OF SPECTACLE. --PULITZER PRIZE WINNER, CHRIS HEDGES. DRIVING YOUR AMBITION. BOO BERRY. STAND & STUFF! SIP & SCAN. PEEK. COPY. SAVE. GOODFIELD SEED. PLANT PROLIFERATION. RUN WILD. WILD, WILD, WEST WING. KUSHNER IS LIKELY TO HAVE PAID NO FEDERAL INCOME TAX? IVANKA & JARED MADE A COOL $18.2 MILLION FOR DIVESTING THEMSELVES OF THEIR PERSONAL EMPIRES? NO TAXES? "DAMN THIS IS UNCOMFORTABLE." HE ROLLED HIS SHOULDERS. "LIKE SITTING IN A TOMB. I THINK IT MIGHT BE A GOOD IDEAD TO TELL THE TRUTH, DON'T YOU? 'CAUSE GUESS WHAT? I'M GOING TO FIND OUT ONE WAY OR OTHER, AND YOU LIE TO ME, I'LLL BUST YOUR CHOPS SO BAD YOU'LL EAT COCKROACHES IN PRISON. DON'T THINK WE DON'T KNOW ABOUT AND AND THAT GOD DAMN RENTAL CAR SITTING OUT THERE." --PATRICIA CROWELL, "BLACK NOTICE." "SHE'S A VERY INTELLIGENT, ETHICAL WOMAN WHO'S HAD TO WORK VERY HARD AGAINST A SYSTEM THAT'S NNOT ALWAWYS ON THE SIDE OF JUSITCE. MAYBE YOU CAN RELATE TO HER." "I'VE BEEN A SERVANT TO THE LAW, TO TE PRINCIPES OF SCIENCE AND MEDICINE, FOR HALF MY LIFE," I WENT ON. "THE ONE THING OU'VE DONE FOR HALF OUR LIFE, AGENT TALLEY, IS MAKE IT THROUGH ADOLESCENCE IN THAT IVAY LEAGUE WORLD OF YOURS." "BULLSHIT. I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU'RE DOING. AND IF I GET IN TROUBLE, YOU GUYS WILL BE LIKE EVERY OTHE AGENCY IN THE GODDAMN WORLD. YOU'LL SAY YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME." "HIS MOTHER GAVE BIRTH TO TWO SONS. THERE'S NO RECORD OF ONE DYING." "SOUNDS LIKE THERE'S NO RECORD OF ANYTHING," I SAID. "NOT ON PAPER. THERE ARE OTHER WAYS OF FINDING OUT THINGS" "HE'S BEING PROTECTED BY SOMEONE," TALLEY REITERATED. "THAT'S WHY THESE CASES IN PARIS HAVE STOPPED AT THE MORGUE DOOR. WE DON'T KNOW WHAT WENT ON IN THEIR BEYOND WHAT WE'VE SHOWN YOU." "THE MAGISTATE?" "SOMONE WITH A LOT OF INFLUENCE. THAT COULD BE ANY NUMBER OF PEOPLE." "YOU SAY THIS WE SHIT LIKE YOU'RE ONE OF THEM," MARINO COMMENTED. "I'M CONFUSED. ONE MINUTE YOU'RE ATF, THE NEXT MINUTE YOU'RE A SECRET SQUIRREL." "INTERPOL DOESN'T HAVE AGENTS. IT HAS LIAISONS FROM VARIOUS LAW ENFORCEMENT AGENCIES. AFT, FBI, THE POSTAL SERVICE, POLICE DEPARTMENTS AND SO ON." OTHER THAN POSTERS, INTERPOL IS A PAPERLESS ORGANIZATION," TALLEY SAID. "PAPER FILES ARE ELECTRONICALLY SCANNED INTO OUR MAIN FRAME, KEPT FOR A LIMITED PERIOD OF TIME, THEN DESTROYED." . . . POLICE WHO HAD COME FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD TO COMBAT VARIOUS ORGAINZED CRIMINAL ACTIVITIES RANGING FROM STOLEN CREDIT CARDS AND FORGERY IN THE U.S. TO BANK NUMBERS INVOLVING COCAINE TRAFFICKING IN AFRICA. "I'M HAVING TROUBLE ENVISIONING THIS DEGRANGED SERIAL KILLER AS THOMAS CHANDONNES BOTHER," I SAID. "WHAT MAKES YOU SO CERTAIN?" "THE COVER-UP TATOO, AS WE'VE SAID," TALLEY REPLIED. "YOUR MOST RECENT INFORMATION ABOUT THE DETAILS OF KIM LUONG'S MURDER. THE BEATING, BITING, THE WAY SHE WAS UNDRESSED, ALL THE REST OF IT. A VERY, VERY UNIQUE AND HORRIFIC M.O. WHEN THOMAS WAS A BOY, DR. SCARPETTA, HE USED TO TELL HIS CLASSMATES HE HAD A OLDER BROTHER WHO WAS AN 'EXPCE DE SALE GORILLE.' A STUPID, UGLY MONKEY WHO HAD TO LIVE AT HOME." "THIS KILLER ISN'T STUPID," I SAID. "WE BELIEVE HE GOT AWAY WITH IT FOR A LONG TIME BY USING STRANGE ROUTES, ALTERING BOOKS, YOU NAME IT," TALLEY REPLIED. "ON THE STREET, YOU CALL IT SPANKING. IN LEGAL BUSINESS, YOU CALL IT EMBEZZLING. IN THE CHANDONNE FAMILY, YOU CALL IT SUICIDE. AND WE DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED,, BUT SOMETHING DID, BECAUSE WE EXPECTED HIM TO BE ON THE 'EXODUS' AND HE WASN'T." . . . "HE DROWNS THOMAS, LOCKS THE BODY INSIDE THE CONTAINER AND TRIES TO MAKE IT APPEAR THIS DEAD PERSON IS HIM, THIS LOUP-GARON." "SWAPPED CLOTHES WITH HIM:" TALLEY DIRECTED THIS AT ME. "IF HE PLANNED TO TAKE THOMAS'S PLACE ON A SHIP, HE'S NOT GOING TO SHOW UP IN ARMANI." "WHAT WAS FOUND IN THE POCKETS?" TALLEY SEEMED TO LEAN INTO ME EVEN WHEN HE WAS SITTING UP STRAIGHT. "TRANSFERRED," I SAID. "THE LIGHTER, THE MONEY, ALL OF IT. OUT OF THOMAS'S POCKETS AND STUFFED INSIDE THE POCKETS OF THE DESIGNER JEANS HIS DEAD BROTHER--IF IT IS HIS BROTHER--WAS WEARING WHEN HIS BODY TURNED UP AT THE RICHMOND PORT." "POCKET CONTENTS SWAPPED, BUT NO FORM OF IDENTIFICATION TURNED UP." "YES," I SAID. "AND WE DON'T KNOW THAT ALL OF THIS CHANGE OF CLOTHING HAPPENED AFTER THOMAS WAS DEAD. THAT'S RATHER CUMBERSON. BETTER TO FORCE YOUR VICTIM TO UNDRESS." "YES." MIROT NODDED. "I WAS COMING AROUND TO THAT, EXCHANGE CLOTHES THAT WAY BEFORE KILLING THE PERSON. BOTH PEOPLE UNDRESS." "THE THREE R'S. RUNNING, RUNNING, AND RUNNING. EVER HEARD THAT? THEY TEACH IT IN THE SCHOOL OF HARD KNOCKS!" KILL CONFIRMED? CEREMONIAL SHELLEY, SEEN AGAIN, SATURDAY, SEEN SITTING BEHIND TRUMP AND SAUDIS FOR OFFICAL VISIT PHOTOS--SEEN AT THE END OF JOY REID'S MSNBC 'AM JOY" PROGRAM. MINUTES BEFORE ALEX WITT CAME ON. DEATH OF ONE JOURNALIST, KHASHOGGI'S DEATH, EXPOSING THE FRAUD OF ANOTHER JOURNALIST OR WORLDWIDE BLOGGER, EXCHANGED SISTER'S LIFE, WITH THE HELP OF INTERPOL AND THE PRESIDENT, SENDING THE COPS IN THE EXECUTIVE BRANCH AFTER ME? WAS THIS THE PROTOTYPE FOR, THE CRIMES AGAINST ME? WASHINGTON, D.C., READS, CROMWELL. GREAT IDEA, LET'S TAKE THE "ROAD SCHOLAR" AND EXCHANGE, BIG SISTER, GOVERNMENT RAT, CRIMINAL, MAFIA CHCK, AND KEEP HER! REBEL WITH A CAUSE IS TOO MUCH WORK AND TROUBLE! IF PRINCE SALMAN IS NICK NAMED THE LITTLE HUSSAIN, WHAT IS TRUMP'S NICK NAME? MY CLIENT, FROM LAS VEGAS, WHOM I REPRESENTED FOR A YEAR AND A HALF, CALLED ME ONE DAY, AND SAID, GUESS WHO I AM HAVING LUNCH WITH? THE CIA. HOW DID YOU KNOW? $442 MILLION WORTH OF CASES, UP AND DISAPPEARED AFTER THAT CLANDESTINE LUNCH . . . THOMAS VAIL, MY CLIENT, MET SHELLEY, AT MY HOUSE IN ST. GEORGE, UTAH, WHERE HE CAME ON MANY OCCASIONS, OVER THE YEAR AND A HALF I WORKED WITH HIM, NOT EVEN WANTING HIS CASES, BUT THEY WERE SECURITY RELATED, OR INSURANCE, I TOOK OUT THE INSURANCE DEPARTMENT DIRECTOR, ON ONE PHONE CALL, THIS IS WHERE THESE 'SPECIAL SQUIRRELS' AND CIA, HOOKED UP, WITH TRUMP, THOUGH, THE ATTORNEYS, COLBY AND WILLIAMS, ALSO, THE ATTORNEYS FOR FOX NEWS AND CNN . . . THE LAS VEGAS REVIEW JOURNAL WAS ONE OF THE LAWSUITS, FOR HAVING REPORTED THAT, MY CLIENT WAS SELLING "FAKE" CD'S! THE LAS VEGAS REVIEW JOURNAL WAS THE 'ONLY' NEWSPAPER IN THE NATION TO ENDORSE TRUMP! DO YOU THINK THEY HAVE ME ON THE RUN, ON THEIR RADAR, ON THEIR POLITICAL HIT LIST? WE ARE TALKING BIG TIME CRIME BY, BIG TIME PLAYERS, WITH BIG TIME GOVERNMENT EXPERIENCE . . . MY MONEY, LAUNDERED THROUGH, CONSTRUCTION, IS BEHIND TRUMP! IT ALL ADDS UP, DOESN'T IT? MONEY LAUNDERING, EXTORTION, EMBEZZLEMENT, PATTERNS OF CRIMINAL ACTIVITIES, AND ENTERPRISES . . . GOING STRAIGHT TO THE TOP OF THE UNITED STATES EXECUTIVE BRANCH! YOU COULDN'T GET A BETTER CRIME NOVEL, THAN, WHAT I HAVE BEEN LIVING! LOOK AT THE PICTURE OF TRUMP, AND ALL THE SAUDIS ON THE FIRST OFFICIAL TRIP, WITH ALL THE FLAGS, POMP & CEREMONY, AND SITTING RIGHT BEHIND TRUMP, IS MY SISTER, SHELLEY, WITH A NEW ATTORNEY, DO, LIKE I USED TO WEAR, AND BLACK, RIMMED GLASSES TO MAKE HER LOOK MORE SCHOLARLY! THAT IS PROOF OF THE CRIMES, RIGHT THERE . . . SHE IS NOT A TRANSLATOR, SHE IS NOT AN INTERPRETOR, SHE IS NOT THE FIRST LADY, OR IS SHE? SHELLEY HAS NO OFFICAL TITLE, SHE HAS NOT GOVERNMENT EXPERIENCE, NO LAW DEGREE, NOTHING BUT, A LITTLE WHORE WITH, SECRET SQUIRREL CONNECTIONS, FRANK OF INTERPOL! SHELLEY MURDERED MY CLIENT, ALLAN REX BESS, AND FRANK REPLACED HIM, THEY BUTCHERED HIM, BURNED, DISMEMBERED, AND CEMENTED HIM INTO THE BASEMENT WALLS OF HIS OWN HOME, AND THEN, RANSACKED, HIS HOME, HE LATER GAVE TO ME, FOR REPRESENTING HIM, FOR, TAKING HIS POSSIBLE SENTENCE, FROM, 45 YEARS, WITH THREE GUN ENHANCEMENTS, AND OTHER CHARGES, DOWN TO 14 DAYS AND 3 YEARS PROBATION! THIS MAN WAS I-CORP MARINE, AND MURDERED FOR, FIRST, KNOWING TOO MUCH, AND SECOND, LOVING ME, AND THIRD, SAVING ME, FROM, FINANCIAL TERRORISM, AFTER, WASHINGTON COUNTY, TOOK MY HOME, WITH SHELLEY SAYING, THEY TOOK IT BECAUSE, THEY THOUGHT, I WAS YOU? NOW, HOW THE FUCK WOULD THEY EVERF GET THAT IDEA? I SAW, JEAN DICKSON OR DIXON, THERE IS ALSO A ALLEGED, DEPUTY SHERIFF, I THINK, MIKE DIXON, OR DICKSON, ALL THE SAME, 'CRIMINAL EPISODE" TO STEAL MY IDENTITY, WITH THE HELP OF, THE DIA, DEFENSE INTELLIGENCE AGENCY, DELTA FORCE INTEL, INTERPOL, LOCAL, STATE COPS, PROSECUTORS UP TO THE UTAH ATTORNEY GENERAL, AND THE GOVERNOR, TO STOP, MY $700 MILLION WORTH OF LAWSUITS, AGAINST THE DEPARTMENT OF HOMELAND SECURITY, THE DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE, I.C.E., IMMIGRATION CUSTOMS ENFORCEMENT, THE UTAH NATIONAL GUARD, IRON COUNTY,, THE STATE OF UTAH, STATE OF NEVADA, ETC.! EVERYTHING I DID WAS AND IS LEGAL, EVERYTHING OUR GOVERNMENT DID AGAINST ME, INCLUDING, HUNDREDS OF ATTEMPTS TO LOCK ME UP, WITHOUT CAUSE, TO KILL ME, IS ABSOLUTELY, 100% ILLEGAL, UNCONSTITUTIONAL, AND COMPLETELY CRIMINAL! BELIEVE ME, FROM, PRESIDENT, GEORGE W. BUSH, THROUGH PRESIDENT OBAMA, TO PRESIDENT TRUMP, THIS SHIT HAS BEEN GOING ON AGAINST ME! JUST AN INTELLIGENT, ETHICAL WOMAN, WHO, HAS, BEEN FIGHTING, A CORRUPT SYSTEM, FOR THE LAST, 20 YEARS, SEEING THAT, THEY WERE NOT ABOUT JUSTICE, OR THE AMERICAN WAY! FUCK ALL OF YOU! SPEAKING OF, UNAMERICAN ACTIVITIES--THE TALE OF TWO SECRETARIES OF STATE, ONE IN GEORGIA, AND THE OTHER IN TEXAS, SURPRISINGLY, ENOUGH, SEEING THAT, ONE OF SHELLEY AND FRANK OF INTERPOL'S MAIN BASES, IS AUSTIN, TEXAS . . . PLACE WHERE BILLIONAIRE RANCHERS, ENTERTAINED, THE LATE, JUSTICE SCALIA, WHO ALLEGEDLY, JUSE LEFT DINNER EARLY, AND DIE IN HIS SLEEP OF AN ALLEGED HEART ATTACK? NO AUTOSPY AT THE REQUEST OF THE FAMILY, WHEN, IT IS, TEXAS LAW, TO AUTOSPY, EVERYONE, SPEAKING, DR. SCRAPETTA, BOTH A LAWYER AND DOCTOR, MEDICAL EXAMINER, TO BE FEARED BY, ALL . . . NONE WAS DONE. I WOULD EXHUME THE BODY, TO MAKE SURE, THE JUSTICE OF THE SURPREME COURT, ANTONIA SCALIA, WAS NOT POISONED, BY THE SAME PEOPLE, CHASING ME, THE TWISTED SISTER" AND HER PENCIL DICK, BUTT-FUCKING INTERPOL, ALLEGED, HUSBAND, THEY ARE USING MY WEDDING CERTIFICATE FROM, GARFIELD COUNTY, MARRIED BY FORMER COP, NOW JUDGE NEY! FRANK OF INTERPOL, REPLACE, THE MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE, BETWEEN ME AND WHOM, I THOUGHT WAS, ALLAN REX BESS, MY ALREADY DEAD, CLIENT, MARRIED TO, FRANK, A GOVERNMENT LOOK ALIKE, IN FACE, BARELY, SCRAWNY BODY, NEVER HAD SEX, GAVE HIM DUE PROCESS, NOTICE AND HEARING, SEX WAS NOT ON THE TABLE, BUTT FOR SHELLEY, BEING ME . . . HE TOOK THE MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE, OUT, AND REPLACED IT WITH, A HAND-DRAWN, RENDERING, OF "CAT WOMAN" SIGN AND SYMBOL! I DO OPERATE LIKE CAT WOMAN, MICHELLE PHIFFER, STYLE, NOT THE THIEF, LIV TYLER, THAT WOULD BE SHELLEY, STEALING THE PEARLS! ONE BLOND, ONE BRUNETTE! YESTERDAY AT THE GYM, THERE WERE TWO, WOMEN, ONE BLOND, ONE BRUNETTE, AND EVERYWHERE ONE WENT, THE OTHER FOLLOWED, FROM THE START OF THEIR WORKOUT, TO THE FINISH, INCLUDDING WALKING OUT THE DOORS, ABOUT THE TIME I DID! I CHECKED INTO THE SUMMIT, AROUND, 8:00 AM, AND I WAS THERE, UNTIL ABOUT, 10:15 AM . . . THEY PROBABLY CAME OUT AFTER ME BY ABOUT, 5 MINTUES, BUT, IF THERE IS SURVEILLANCE CAMERAS, YOU WOULD SEE, MUTT & JEFF . . . THEY COULDN;T GO GET A DRINK OF WATER, OUT OF THE FOUNTAIN TOGETHER . . . WERE THEY SUPPOSE TO BE SURROGATES FOR ME AND SHELLEY? THIS IS HOW THEY DO IT! THEY MANUFACTURE THE SCENE, TO MAKE IT LOOK, LIKE WE ARE ONE IN THE SAME PERSON . . . THEY SHADOW ME, FUCKING EVERYWHERE, AND HAVE, COPS, FOLLOW TO LIE . . . THERE WAS A HANDSOME, STUD, MAYBE, ONE OF MY ILLUMINATION, STUDS, WEARING A BLACK OR NAVY GREEN HAT, AND SHIRT, DARK SHORTS, VERY BUILT, GOOD LOOKING, WHO SAW ME COME IN, AND MOVED HIS WORKOUT UPSTAIRS, STRETCHING AND RUNNING THE INSIDE TRACK, ANOTHER, DUDE, MARRIED, TALLER, THIN, WHITE SHORTS, WHITE HAT, I THINK, BLUE SHIRT, DARK HAIR . . . THESE TWO EITHER HAD A CRUSH ON ME, OR, WERE AGENTS, LA GUNS? THIS LAST GUY, CAME BY ME, A NUMBER OF TIMES TO GET A DRINK, AND HANG OUT, BUT WHAT CAUGHT MY ATTENTION WAS, HIM, ON THE ONE, MACHINE IN THE CIRCUIT THAT, I BLEW OFF, DID THE BIKES, AND WAS GOING TO GO BACK TO, BUT, MAGICALLY, HE SHOWED UP AT THE FRONT DOOR, HOLDING BOTH DOORS FOR ME AS I LEFT . . . TOO FAST, TO GO FROM, WORKING OUT, AND LEAVING AT EXACTLY THE SAME TIME AS I DID! MY GUESS IS COPS, AGENTS, ASSETS, OR JUST SQUIRRELS! LOL. 24/7 CONSTANT CONTACT! THEY FEAR THE CURVES, WORSE THAN THE BRAIN . . . MEN DIG ME! LOL. I LIKE THEM ALL. IT'S ALL FUN AND GAMES FOR ME AT THIS POINT . . . TWO STINK OPS, FIRST TWO DAYS AT THE GYM, GUESS WHO IS RUNNING SCARED? YOU GOT IT THE COPS! THE FIRST DAY, THERE WERE ABOUT 25 AGENTS, WITH AN OLDER AGENT, FIELD DIRECTOR, WHO WAS WEARING A RED SHIRT WITH A BIG WHITE "B" ON IT, DOES THAT, SIGNIFY, "BITCH" OR "BURNED?" LOL. LICKING WOUNDS THE NEXT DAY? THE FIRST DAY, FIRE ENGINES, PARAMEDICS, BUT NO INJURED PERSON? DUDE WEARING A "RUSH" ON HIS SHIRT? I RUSHED, THEY DIDN'T, THEY WERE WAITINNG FOR THE EXIT PLAN TEAM! COUNTER GAL, AGENT, WAS PISSED, AS SHE, FOLLOWED ME TO THE DOOR, LEAVING JUST AS, THE CLEAN UP, MURDER CREW, WAS COMING! THE NEXT DAY, THERE WERE AT LEAST, THREE MEN, WHO TRIED TO BLOCK ME FROM LEAVING THE SWIMMING POOL, AND THE SUMMIT, JUST AS I CAME OUT OF THE WOMEN'S LOCKER ROOM, PROBABLY FASTER THAN THEY PLANNED! I DON'T, DOODLE, LINGER, LIKE MOST WOMEN, DO, PRIMPING AND COMBING . . . I DON'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS, HOW I LOOK, I KNOW, I'M HOT, SWEATY, STNKY, AND HAVING JUST WORKED OUT . . . THIS IS WHAT, SHELLEY, KAY, RACHEL, SUE, TIFFANY, AND PARTICULARLY MY FATHER FEAR . .. COPS, IN PARTICULARLY,, HAVE HEARD ABOUT ME FOR, 20 YEARS . . . I AM LEGEND . . . THEY KNOW THE TRUTH! SURE THE COP CUNTS ARE NICE, BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO BE . . . HURT ME SO, BAD! LOL. BUT I KNOW COPS! NOT AS A LOVER, BUT AS AN ASSISTANT ATTORNEY GENERAL, WHO, HAS, TRAINED THEM, TAUNTED THEM, KILLED THEIR LEGISTLATION, THWARTED THEIR EFFORTS WHEN, UNCONSTITUTIONAL, SUED THE SHIT OUT OF THEM, AND WRITTEN FOR FIVE YEARS,, AS WELL AS TRAINING THEM, IN MY BLOG, AFTER SUING THE SHIT OUT OF THEM, FOR AN EARTHSHAKING, $56.7 MILLION, AND GETTING COPS FIRED, TRANSFERRED, OR DEMOTED--THEY MISS ME . . . POWER RESPECTS POWER! FAKE IS FAKE! THEY KNOW THE TRUTH AND THE TRUTH SHALL MAKE THEM FREE! THAT IS WHAT I AM ALL ABOUT! NOW FOR SOME FUN FACTS . . . THEY KNOW I LIKE MEN, HOT ONES, EVEN BETTER, I HAVE TAKEN DOWN, THEIR BEST, THEIR 'HONEY TRAP' BOYZ, THEIR TOP DOGS, AND BRASS ASSES. LOCALS, STATE COPS, DON'T NEED TO FEEL BAD, THEY DIDN'T GET ME EITHER! NOT IN SIX YEARS AND A HALF A DOZEN STATES! I AM SIMPLY SMARTER THAN THEY ARE! PERIOD. A "REAL" LAW DEGREE, AND FOUR BAR LICENSES, EARNED, GET YOU A WHOLE LOT OF MILEAGE . . .THAT THE "FAKE" BITCHES, CAN NEVER REPLICATE, EVER, NEVER, AND DON'T COME CLOSE . . . THE ONLY THING I SEE THE BITCHES DOING WELL, IS, ACTING, WITH KAY BURNINGHAM AS A DRAMA COACH, BORN TO A DRAMA AND DEBATE FAMILY, AND STAGING, SIGNS, SYMBOLS, AND VIDEOS FOR THEIR OWN, ENTERTAINMENT! PERIOD! THEY SEND, TRUCKS, PEOPLE, T-SHIRTS, ETC. WITH COMMUNICATIONS TO THEIR TEAMS, TELLING THEM WHAT IS GOING ON, AND I READ THEIR SIGNS TO EACH OTHER . . . HOW THE FUCK, DO YOU THINK, I ESCAPE? DUMBASSES! LOL. THAT IS BESIDE THE POINT, BUT THERE IS A GREAT, EXCHANGE IN THE BOOK, "BLACK NOTICE" THAT IS A TOE TAG, ON A MURDER VICTIM, EITHER HEADED TO THE MORGUE OR ALREADY THERE! THEN NEXT OF KIN, OR SOMEONE HAS TO IDENTIFY THE BODY! NOW, BEING AN INTELLIGENT, HIGHLY EDUCATED AND ETHICAL,, WOMAN WHO FIGHTS SYSTEMS OF CORRUPTION, IRONICALLY, CALLED, DR. KAY SCARPETTA, TWISTED, ATTORNEY FRIENDS, FUCK, BRETT TOOK KAY, TO WASHINGTON, YEARS AGO, IF SHE WASN'T ALREADY AND AGENT, PRETENDING SHE WAS ME, USING MY POWERFUL, ATTORNEY, NAME, EXCHANGED FOR A WEAK, SHAKEY, LAME ASS, DUMB ASS, WHOM, HAS BEEN RIDING MY STAR, POWER, SINCE SHE FIRST LAID EYES ON ME IN 7TH GRADE SCIENCE, CLASS, REQUESTIING TO BE MY SCIENCE PARTNER, ME A CALLS OFFICER, HER THE LITTLE NOTHING SHE IS! TWISTED GAMES OF THE CIA! SHE CAN'T HOLD A CANDLE TO ME, EVEN WITH ALL THE PRESIDENT'S MEN, HELPING THE POOR WRETCH! WAS BRETT TODD STEWART OR STUART, PLAY ON LAST NAMES, AN FBI FIELD AGENT, IN SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, WOH HAD A COVER JOB, AS A BLOOD RUNNER, AT THE UNIVERSITY OF UTAH, WHERE KAY HAD, A CASE, PERSONAL INJURY, CASE, AGAINST THE U OF U, WHERE I WAS TEACHING FAMILY LAW . . . SURELY, THIS, WOMANIZER, SEXUAL PREDATOR, AND SEXUAL HARASSER WOULD HAVE PICKED UP ON KAY, SURELY . . . DO THEY PREDATE ME? PROBABLY, AS DID, SHELLEY AND FRANK, RACHEL AND KENNEDY, A COP, WHO HAS GOTTEN AWAY WITH MURDER, DUE TO PRETENDING HE IS A KENNEDY, AS IN, MIXING IT UP WITH THE 51 KENNEDY COUSINS . . . WHAT FAMILY, COULD, COVER, PROTECT, AND KEEP, SOME DIRTY COP SAFE? KENNEDY'S FOR SURE! THIS IS A RING OF DIRTY BITCHES AND THEIR DIRTY COP, LOVERS! ALL OF WHOM I HAVE REJECTED! THEIR PREFERENCE IS ME, BUT, WHEN, I REJECT THEM, ALL OF THEM, IT IS WAR ON ME, USING WOMEN, OF COURSE, WHOM I KNOW, TO MAXIMIZE THE ALLEGED PAIN, KEEP IT CLOSE TO HOME, SO I KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON . . . PLENTY OF FISH, YOUNGER, HOTTER, COOLER. I THOUGHT, FOR A FUN FACT, I WOULD, QUOTE AN EXPERT FROM THE BOOK, WHERE AGENT TALLEY, A MUCH, YOUNGER MAN, PICKS UP ON, DR. SCARPETTA, AND THEY MAKE LOVE OR HAVE HOT SEX . . . INTELLIGENT, ETHICAL WOMEN, WHO FIGHT CORRUPTION, ARE HUMAN TOO, EVEN IF THEY ARE LEGENDS . . . I AM STRONGER THAN SHE IS, BUT, SHE ACTED ON, SOME OF THE IMPULSES I HAVE . . . THE REAL KAY, WOULD DO WHAT THIS FICTITIONAL CHARACTER DID . . . I DON'T . . . I ENCOURAGE YOUNGER MEN, TO GET MARRIED, HAVE KIDS AND PASS ON SMART GENES AND GOOD LOOKS! IT DOESN'T MEAN, I DON'T WANT TO DO WHAT SHE DID, I JUST DON'T . . . I TAKE MY ETHIC TO THE BEDROOM, AND TO THE BOARDROOM! MOST DON'T! NOW, LET'S SEE IF I CAN FIND THE PLACE IN THE BOOK . . . . FUN FACTS, HOW MANY?

"A culture that cannot distinguish between reality and illusion dies.  And we are dying now.  We will either wake from our state of induced childishness, one where trivia and gossip apps for news and information, one where our goal is not justice but an elusive and unattainable happiness, to confront the stark limitations before us, or we will continue our headlong retreat into fantasy.  Those who cling to fantasy in times of despair and turmoil inevitably turn to demagogues and charlatans to entertain and reassure them.  And these demagogues, as they have throughout history, lead the crowd, blinded and amused, towards despotism."

                                                                                                                                   --Chris Hedges

FAR FROM, NOT, BEING ATTRACTED!  I HAVE MORALS!  MOST OF THESE MEN, ARE 20 YEARS MY JUNIORS!  I AM SIMPLY, NOT WHAT THEY NEED!

I GENERALLY, OPERATE AS A "CATCH AND RELEASE" TYPE GAL, BEING OLDER AND MORE EDUCATED, THAN, MOST AGENTS.  BUT, EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, I THROW ONE BACK, CAN READ THE HURT IN THEIR WALK, EVEN APOLOGIZE, FOR REJECTING THEM . . . DON'T FEEL BAD, I DO THIS TO ALL OF THEM, AS HE HANGS HIS HEAD AND WALKS AWAY!  THERE ARE SOME, THAT, LIKE DR. SCARPETTA, HOURS, DAYS, LATER, WHEN THEY CAN'T SHAKE THE ATTRACTION, FINDING THEMSELVES, THINKING ABOUT THE MAN, THEY JUST DITCHED, EVEN, ADMITTING, "I AM GOING TO REGRET DOING THAT," TO QUOTE, A LIBERTY MUTUAL INSURANCE AD! AS THE DUDE JUST REALIZES THAT HE THREW HIS WALLET, WITH ALL I.D., IN THE NEW YORK HARBOR!

LOL. 

THREE MAJOR PROTOTYPES OF WOMEN, IN THIS BOOK: (1) THE CONSUMMATE PROFESSIONAL, LETTERED, EARNED HER WAY AND HER KEEP--THERE IS NOT SHORTCUT TO SUCCESS IS HER MANTRA, AND SHE PROVES IT DAILY; (2) THE SEX POT, POLICE CAPTAIN, WHO SLEPT HER WAY TO THE TOP, AND USES HER, SEXUAL FEMININE SKILLS, TO HURT, USE, AND ABUSE PEOPLE . . . SHE ENDS UP DEAD! NO ONE CAN EXPLAIN WHERE SHE GOT ALL HER MONEY! (3) THE FLUNKY NEW DETECTIVE, WHO KNOWS, LITTLE OF HER JOB, BUT CURRIES FAVORS, FOR THE CHICK, SHE ADMIRES, IRONICALLY, IS NAMED, DETECTIVE ANDERSON, SHELLEY'S FIRST MARRIED NAME!  SHE IS A LAP DOG, AS SHELLEY, MIGHT BE TO KAY, WITH A LAW DEGREE, BUT WHO HAS USED SEX, TO PASS LAW SCHOOL, SLEEPS WITH OPPOSING COUNSEL, AND HAS MORE FAITH IN HER SEXUAL SKILLS, THAN HER LEGAL SKILLS . . . NOT STUPID, BY ANY MEANS, BUT, THRILLS AND KILLS, TO GET HER KICKS!  HOT MESS, MIGHT DESCRIBE HER.  ALTHOUGH, 12 YEARS AGO, THE LAST TIME I SAW HER, SHE, LOOKED, HAGGARD AND WORN OUT!  BRETT DIDN'T THINK SO . . . YOU SEE, THE HONEY TRAP MEN, ASSUME, THAT, LIKE OTHER WOMEN, THEY HAVE YOU IN THE PALM OF THEIR HANDS . . . THAT IS NEVER THE CASE WITH ME, DON'T EVER ASSUME, THAT I LOVE SOMEONE MORE THAN, I LOVE MYSELF!  LOL.  TERRIBLE, STUPID, MISTAKE . . . THEN, ONCE THEY THINK THEY HAVE YOU, AS A FORM OF CONTROL, MANIPULATION, PSYCHOLOGICAL ABUSE, THEY START TO CHEAT, AND THEN, GET PISSED, WHEN, YOU DITCH THEIR SORRY ASSES, BLOWING THEIR, IMAGE OF THEMSELVES . . . PEOPLE GET THE MOST ANGRY ABOUT, SOMETHING THEY PERCEIVE TO BE, A KNOWN TRUTH ABOUT THEMSELVES, THAT IS BLOWN OUT OF THE WATER, BY THIS OTHER PERSON . . . I CAN WALK AWAY FROM ANY MAN . . . I LOVE MYSELF MORE!  NOT IN A NARCISSISTIC SENSE, BUT, IN A TAKE'EM OR LEAVE'EM SENSE.  TOP SPIES, WHO ARE PERFORMING FOR THEIR BROS, HATE BEING REJECTED, BY THEIR TARGETS . . . ALL CAUGHT ON VIDEO!  CAT VIDEOS.  HOW DOES A MAN, LIKE THAT SAVE FACE?  GO WITH WHO HE CHEATED WITH, AND GET PISSED AT THE REAL PERSON, AND CREATE A FAKE, OBJECT OF DESIRE!  IT MUST WORK, BECAUSE, AS I HAVE REJECTED, ABOUT 10 TOP DOGS, ALL HAVE TURNED TO SISTERS, OR ATTORNEY FRIENDS, OR ACQUAINTANCES, AND HOOKED UP WITH THEM, PROMOTING, ANOTHER JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., USING AND ABUSING THEIR CONNECTIONS, POWERS AND PRESTIGE, WHICH, I GIVE THEM!  INTERESTING PHENOMENA, I DON'T NEED A "MUSCLE BOYFRIEND" BECAUSE, I HAVEN'T FOUND A MAN, WHO HAS MORE MUSCLE IN LAW ENFORCEMENT, THAN I DO, AND I HAVE IT IN SO MANY OTHER AREAS!

"A symbol of membership in a powerful, violent club, and a reminder that once in, you're in for life, because tattoos don't come off.  The only way out of the One-Sixty-Fiver cartel is death." . . . "It's a her," I answered.  "Sometimes the hers are worse than the hims, it's been my experience.  More threatened, more insecure.  Women tend to do each other in when we should be helping each other along." . . . "It's, Kay.  That's how bad these people are.  They tried to blow your niece's brains out.  Then they tried to blow her up.  It's not an abstraction to you, no is it?" . . . "Abstraction or not, you feel the cruel, cold jaws of it when it crushes someone you love."  Talley wouldn't let it go.  "Don't let these assholes crush anyone else.  You have a debt to pay.  Lucy was spared."  

WHOOPS, DAUGHTER NEEDS HER COMPUTER . . . SORRY, YOU WILL HAVE TO READ THE BOOK, CLEVER EXCHANGE BETWEEN THE DR. AND THE IVY LEAGUE, AGENT!

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P.S., A BREAK IN MY DAUGHTER WRITING HER NOVEL.  DR. ATTORNEY, VS. IVY LEAGUE AGENT IN LOVER'S SPAT.  I'M GOING TO BULLET, AND LEAVE ALL THE QUOTE MARKS OUT.  THIS DIALOGUE STARTS, ON PAGE 376.

• I didn't mean to do this to you, I said.
• Tears touched his eyes and he quickly looked away.
• I never meant to.  It's my fault, I softly said.
• Fault? he said.  Fault?  I didn't realize there was fault involved, as in something to be blamed.  As in a mistake.
• He leaned into the table and smiled smugly, as if he were a detective who'd just tripped me with a trick question.
• Fault.  Hmmmm, he pondered, blowing smoke.
• Jay, you're so young, I said.  Someday you'll understand--
• I can't help my age.  he interrupted me in a voice that caused glances.
• And you live in France, for god's sake.
• There are worse places to live.
• You can dance around worse all you want, Jay, I said.  But reality always has its way with people.
• You're sorry, aren't you? He leaned back.  I know so much about you, and then I go and do something as stupid as that. 
• I never said it was stupid.
• It's because you aren't ready.
• I was getting upset, too.
• You can't possibly know if I'm ready or not ready, I told him as the waiter appeared to take our order and then discreetly moved on.  You spend far too much time in my mind and maybe not enough in your own.
• Okay.  Don't worry.  I won't ever try to anticipate your feelings or thoughts again.
• Ah, Petulance, I replied.  At last you're acting your age.
• His eyes flashed.  I sipped my wine.  He'd already finished another glass.
• I deserve respect, too, he said.  I'm not a child.  What was this afternoon, Kay?  Social work?  Charity?  Sex education?  Foster care?
• Maybe we shouldn't talk about this here, I suggested.
• Or maybe you just used me, he went on.
• I'm too old for you.  Please lower your voice.
• Old is my mother, my aunt.  The deaf widow who lives next door to me is old.
• I realized I had no idea where Talley lived.  I didn't even have his home telephone number.
• Old is the way you act when you're overbearing and condescending and a chicken, he said, raising his glass to me.
• A chicken?  I've been called a lot of things, but never a chicken.
• You're an emotional chicken.  He drank as if trying to put out a fire.  That's why you were with him.  He was safe.  I don't care how much you say you loved him.  He was safe.
• Don't talk about something you know nothing about, I warned him as I began to tremble.
• Because you're afraid.  You've been afraid ever since your father died, ever since you felt different from everyone because you are different from everyone and that's the price people like us pay.  We're special.  We're alone and we rarely think it's because we're special.  We just think there's something wrong with us.
• I placed my napkin on top of the table and pushed back my chair.
• That's the problem with you intelligence-gathering assholes, I said in a low, clam voice.  You appropriate the secrets, the treasures and tragedies and ecstasies of someone as if they are your own.  At least I have a life.  At least I don't live voyeuristically through people I don't know.  At least I'm not some kind of spy.
• I'm not a spy. he said.  It was my job to find out as much as I could about you.
• And you did your job extraordinarily well, I said, stung.  Especially this afternoon.
• Please don't leave, he quietly said as he reached across the table for my hand.
• I pulled away from him.  I walked out of the restaurant as other diners stared.  Someone laughed and made a comment I didn't need to translate to understand.  It was obvious that the handsome young man and his older lady friend were having a lover's spat.  Or maybe he was her gigolo.

People who shut their eyes to reality simply invite their own destruction, and anyone who insists on remaining I a state of innocence long after that innocence is dead turns himself into a monster.

                                                                                                                                       --James Baldwin