" It's just as well that Adam came to his senses and moved in with you at the bungalow. Those frat houses are notorious for drinking parties and not m...ch else. As you mentioned, the main thing is to get him in the habit of studying every night."Elizabeth skimmed down the letter further and then backed up a paragraph."I'm pleased that you met Mr. Fosworth. He was a good colleague of mine at Minhurst School for Ladies. His kind references to his sorrow at my leaving there however do require a. I clung to Max as he continued to fiercely kiss me. My fingernails buried into his shoulder. My body wanted more of him and began to press itself into him to make as much contact as possible. But it still wasn’t enough, I was growing feverish with my need. ‘Fuck me,’ I managed to cry out when he finally gave me respite to breathe. I didn’t need to ask twice, Max was already pushing himself into me. The angle was a little unusual and was making penetration difficult. He raised my leg some more. Within seconds, lights were going on in the neighbourhood. I heard shouts, screams. I took a final look at her blood-flecked, shrieking face as she lay with his virtually headless corpse on top of her and silently made my getaway. Within 60 seconds I heard sirens and saw flashing blue lights approaching.*** *** ***Every hit I ever made was carefully researched and well planned. Until that night. But in order to get off the streets that were filling with police cars and good citizens coming out. Hardly a sound. People are thinking, sleeping.Finn is the first to move. He hasn’t slept, but he hasn’t said anything either.I watch as he walks boldly up to Nina Gallagher.‘Please let us out now. I need to take Violette up to her room. She’s tired and I need to take care of her.’Nina surveyed him for a moment and then nodded briskly. Finn dipped his head in thanks and then walked back to me, and before I could say anything he had scooped me up in his arms and was carrying me out of the room..