Billy Melrose was watching as Lee escorted Amanda out of the bullpen. "She really is something," he muttered to himself.
"She sure is," a deep, smiling voice spoke behind him.
Billy turned to see an old friend and former agent.
"You know her?" Billy asked.
"You could say that," the man's lips spread into a smile.
"How would you know a housewife from Arlington?" Billy laughed at the thought. Charlie was quite the ladies man, but he doubted that Amanda King was remotely his type.
The other man smiled at Billy, "let's go to your office and I will tell you a story."
"Oh?" Billy was intrigued. Charles Townsend rarely told stories, but when he did it was always time well spent.
"You'll like this story, William. It begins: Once upon a time, there were three little girls who went to the Police Academy," he paused as he pictured his Angels. "But, I took them away from all that . . . "