"Do you want to know who he blew the whistle on?"
"Of course."
"His best friend...the guy Carly had the tryst with."
Gerard caught Jess's eye again and nodded. "Do you remember how long ago she had this affair?"
Charlene's hand rested on her chin while she thought. "I swear, it seems just like yesterday-it can't be more than a year ago-no, I guess it's about two years. Yeah, it's about two."
"Do you remember anything about the man's name?"
"Hmm," her tongue rolled around inside her cheek. "You know, something tells me it started with ÔT'." She shook her head, "No, wait. I think his name was Roger? No, that's the guy at her job, hmm-Ra-Ralph Munson-Morton?" She snapped her fingers. "That's it. Ralph Morton. Go ahead and ask Harlan about him. I'm sure he'll give you a complete dossier
