That done, you ride the adrenaline high as Mugsy takes you back home. When he drops you off at the office you invite him in for a shot of brandy. He says he has to go home to check up on his ailing mother. You send her your love and he drives on. You enter your posh office. You feel a little emotionally shaken up so you pour yourself a shot glass of brandy. Really smooth stuff. You sip the warm nerve tonic as you check your cell phone that you forgot to take on the job with you for messages. You have a voice mail from Helen Highwater, that gonzo journalist lady with the tight tits. You would like to hook up with her. She gives you her number and says she would like to interview you about the Mollkins in our society.