Muss ein wichtiges Treffen sein, geht es Isabel durch den Kopf, als sie noch näher heranschleicht.Erst jetzt bemerkt sie, drei Hundezwinger, die dire...t neben der Werft angebracht sind.Alle drei sind besetzt. Die Hunde sehen gefährlich aus, aber die Rasse kann ich aus dieser Entfernung nicht erkennen.Sie zuckt etwas, als einer der Hunde anfängt zu bellen, als würden sie etwas wittern.Nach einigen Minuten fährt ein schwarzer Mercedes zur Werft und bleibt vor den zwei Wachposten stehen.Isabel. So far, Silver had had no luck finding anything useful in his analytics, and the Gene was beginning to wonder if it was just one big dead end.Holly had withdrawn completely. It was incredibly unusual to Gene. He’d only once or twice seen her so much as vulnerable, but the pretty blonde had become a silent shell the closer they got to La Bresse. Gene tried to talk to her quietly but he got no reaction. He held her against him and tried not to think about facing whatever was to come without Holly. This happened a good half a dozen times throughout my life. Each time it got easier to stray. The funny thing was, none of them were as good as my wife - I mean, none of them!The last time I strayed was about eight years ago. I made the mistake of going back for seconds and thirds and it became an affair. I didn't love her; it was just sex with another female other than my wife. I got caught, my wife followed me and waited till I was in this woman's pussy and than walked in on us. The shit hit. She was 5'10' tall and about 135lbs, her skin was a paper sack tan, with shoulder length hair. Her eyes could focus some where pass where you stood, which made her come off as fake. As I was leaving the library one dreary evening, I saw her sitting in her car crying uncontrollable. At first I walked by, but I stopped and turned and tapped at her window. She recovered and looked at me, she lowered her window a little and said 'I'm alright.' I shook my head and said 'I'm David, you seem to be.