Either you let me go, or Ill just show up there on my own. I object, Your Honor. This is not proper cross-examination. Its incompetent, irrelevant and immaterial. So what did he talk about? I said. two girl threesome Yes, sir. Commissioner Bacchetti, please. Prepared us for the real world. So I dont mind. But its not an emergency? I could see that our meeting with Vullo was over, at least as far as he was concerned, so rather than risk one of his peremptory dismissals, I started to get up. I was almost halfway there when the phone rang. Vullo frowned, picked it up, said,I see, looked at me, and frowned again. “Its for you, he said. “Would you mind taking it in Murfins office?” Hes a friend of mine and when I was just starting the Foundation I went to him for advice and counsel. And it was he that recommended Murfin here. Vullo looked at Murfin. I never told you that, did I? She had been blond then and she was blond now, but that was almost all that had stayed the same. In 1964 she had been slender and willowy, but now she was chubby, if not fat, and her once pretty face sagged at the jowls and wrinkled around her eyes. I spent a few minutes bringing her up to date: how Cindy had called me, how Grimes had scoped me out and how he claimed at first that hed suffered a head wound for no apparent reason. And then hed told me more about Dave Fletcher and the recorder. No, but why should he? So Gallops neednt worry about them? She looked nothing like that right now. She appeared shrunken and depressed. Her hair was tangled, her blouse was untucked from her jeans, and her painful-looking stiletto heels, which cranked her five-three stature to five-seven, were in her hand. She perked up, wiped her eyes, and patted his hand.Its okay. Ive got other irons in the fire. Our cash burn is under control. We can make it until new money comes in. And in two years Ill look that jerk up and he can eat some crow..