. Mujhe bahat maja arahatha .usi time mene thik karliye ki men use jarur chodunga.Ap sabhi jantehey usitime garmiki din chal rahatha.humdono hamare ch...tka upar bethethe.usitime pinky ne boli ki men mera books chat ki upar leaiti hun aur yehi beth ke padhai karenge aur batbhi. Pinki apna books leyai . Hamara chat ka upar eak bed tha . Garmiyo ka din kabhi kabhi men aur papa usmen so jate hen. Pinky ne bed ki upar unka books rakha uar bed ki upar let geyi. Aur padhne lagi. Men uski front men. I hear the click of heels on the floor, louder and louder until the door finally swings open and you finally stand before me in the flesh. I can't help the smile that comes to my face as I look you over, and I hear the same nervous giggle from our first telephone conversation as you watch my eyes move from head to toe. You're wearing one of the outfits you've described to me in the past. A light pink silk shirt that’s cut low in the front, but not too revealing. A multi-layered, cream colored,. It was her sister, Yvonne! ‘Julie!’ Yvonne cried out, her face a mask of pain and fear. ‘What is going on? Why are they questioning me about you? What’s going on?’ It took an instant, but Julie Newton hardened her heart. ‘Don’t say a word to them, Yvonne! Not one word! They don’t know anything! Don’t let them intimidate you!’ Julie could say no more, as she was led into the holding cell areas… * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ‘Think it’ll work?’ asked Teresa as she sat in Cindy’s office. ‘I don’t. The diver had fixed a hook to the bottom of the net and she was now being winched up, feet first. As her head broke the surface she saw she was in some sort of cave, alongside a stone built dock under, she imagined, the headland on which Clegg's villa was built. She was swinging from a crane operated by someone she recognised — Stephanos from the Mermaid Café.Once she was clear of the dock he swung the arm of the crane around and lowered her carefully, still in her net, down on to the stone.