Rachel had pissed him off even more than usual that day and he’d let his emotions get the better of him. He’d never normally set out to embarrass ...omeone, but he succeeded in that forum. He’d dismantled her assumptions, projections and conclusions with cold precision that left Rachel scarlet and furious. They hadn’t spoken for a few weeks and then, after that first blowup, their only meme had been arguments. Looking back on it, she’d been an easy target for him to vent other disappointments in. Henry offered his hand. "Henry Clegg," he said. "from the People's Bank."Koresh's wife and the woman from Yassi! exchanged puzzled glances but then waved him towards their couch. "Hi," the woman said in a sharp Brooklyn accent, "I'm Lauren - wife of Kushnati Koresh. My friend here is the wife of the eldest son of the Kalinin. He calls her Victoria." I can see why," Henry said, conscious that she was watching him closely. "I understand that your husband wishes to discuss some financial matters.". My mom was on the smaller couch watching her shows. My dad walked in and sat next to my mom. Morning son, Im making some biscuits, then Ill make bacon and eggs. Sound good? Saturday morning alright no work today for my dad. He always cooked the best breakfasts on Saturday. Yeah sure, I replied dont let me stop you. We laughed. After a few minutes my dad got up and walked back to the kitchen. He had an internal clock that could have been Quartz. Perfect timing for everything. Cynthia and my. I had been driving all day and badly needed a few hours sleep, so I told her to get her own drink as I was going to lay down on the long seat and have a nap. I remember her ordering another brandy at the bar and then seeing her talking to five young Greek guys, who were playing cards.I must have dozed off for about twenty minutes and awoke to find my wife and three of the card players missing, leaving the other two guys still playing cards. They told me that their friends were showing my wife.