<em>"Easy on 'im blokes, E's a fine specimen of a man. I'd 'ate to see 'im roughed up too much"</em>, Dottie teased as she circled the trio of G-men that had Devin up against the wall.   They actually seemed to defer to her which was rather odd being she was only a reporter.<br/><br/>Two stepped back while the third brought Devin's hands behind his back and cuffed him.<em>"You're under arrest Mr. Paul for the murder of Cal Cappone.  Anything and everything you say may be held against you in the court of law.  You have the right to an attorney...." </em>The G-man's voice droned on as he read the banker his rights while turning him and shoving him towards the door.<br/><br/>Every partygoers' eyes were on him including Tessa's.  She watched without any expression until she exchanged glances with the reporter.  Dottie looked up and smirked at the jazz singer.  Tessa looked as if she herself would murder the reporter.<br/><br/>The reporter merely shrugged at Tessa and then looked back at Bridget.<em>"Don't you worry yer little muffins Sistah, yer boyfriend will be all right..  maybe."  </em>