Besides the water rushing past my ears I heard him splashing behind me. I knew he was following. I swam faster, trying to suppress a grin and barely s...cceeded. I shouted in triumph as I gripped the deep end’s edge, but then noticed heavy breathing beside me. ‘I beat you!’ He gasped out. ‘Even though you had a head start!’ My mouth gaped open, I couldn’t believe him! He won? No freakin’ way!?! I always beat . . . damn it to hell and back! ‘Nice,’ He chuckled. ‘What?’ I gasped. ‘You said,. Yes I think that's pretty much it."My heart dropped to the bottom of my chest at what he was saying - all thatsurgery for her to look the way she was now. How was she so chipper andupright? Every second that passed made it clearer to me though that ithadn't only been her under the knife, and before I could worry more thesheet was removed from my body.I couldn't really scream owing to the pain in my throat, but I could cryquite easily and that's just what I did. I'd been completely mutilated. “Now, let me clear about something. My name is Bruno. This is my house, so here, you will listen to me and respect my rights and position as host. I am ... bisexual. I am intimate, sexually and otherwise, with my cousin Lauren here, and yes, she’s my first cousin, my boss’s niece, too. We’ve had a thing going for a while now and that’s not gonna stop. In fact, she’s moving in with me.“I am also intimate now with Rick and Jessica, my neighbors here. Yes, both of them. That kind of goes back to. Go into the living room.”Dave walked slowly trying to identify the accent of the man ordering him around.‘What have you done to my dogs?” Dave asked.There was no reply.When Dave walked into his sitting room he found another man, clearly an Arab, sitting in an armchair behind a coffee table. On the table were five photographs. The Arab motioned for Dave to draw up a chair and sit opposites him. Dave complied without a murmur, but his hear beating fast.“Take a look at these photos and tell me who.