the clamps seemed to tear at her ni**les , the jewels between her legs to pull her open . the songs of the birds which had risen with the sun were fading in the melancholic days of winter . `` it 's nothing , '' he stated , his voice edging back to calm . `` sorry ... but you two are gon na have to ride in the back ... '' in the back of the squad car . `` sorry , you 're too rich for my taste . '' you , you just make excuses for them . 