Chris wants to hurry to see why Chen has been arrested, but one unexpected complication shatters his confidence-- until Heather holds him up to give him just the pick me up he needs. 
Boob Note -- H Path -- 3-4    Heather’s breasts strained against the bra with each breath.   It became a game.   With each inhale, her breasts quivered and fattened.  It was getting hard for Chris to resist pouncing on her-- he could already tell she was soaking wet and ready.
    He had to distract himself.  “How do they feel?”
    “Really full,” she said between gasps.  “I feel like I’m going to pop.”
    “That’s no good.” Chris pulled closer, intending to kiss her.  She stopped him.
    “I said I feel like it.  I’m not going to.  It’s happened a few times already.”
    “What do you mean?”
    Heather leaned back and moaned.  Instead of telling him, he got a nice demonstration of her point.  Her breasts gave out       Boob Note -- H Path -- 4-2    Chris arrived ahead of Heather.  Something in his gut told him to go without her.  He didn’t get these feelings often, and when he did, they were usually there for a good reason.
    This was one of those times.
    Four police cars, all with their emergency lights blaring, parked in front of the restaurant.  A crowd gathered near the front door, but an eerie silence hung in the air.
    Chris swallowed back the lump in his throat and approached.  He joined the gathered people and craned over them to see inside.  Mr. Chen knelt cuffed in the center of the dining room.  He wore the same calm smile-- the one he always wore.  
    That’s right.  This is just a mistake.  Of course he’s staying calm.
    Mr. Chen glanced over at Chris, careful to only do so with his eyes, and widened his smile.