నాగేష్ మా ఆయన కొలీగ్. అతను గైనకాలజిస్ట్. అతన్ని, భార్యని �...�ాలా సార్లు చూసేను. ఇద్దరూ బాగుంటారు. సరే అన్నాను.మర్నాడు ఆదివారం. వాళ్ళ ఇంట్లో కలిసాం డిన్నర్ కి. అంతా సిగ్గుగా, ఇబ్బందిగా ఫీల్ అయ్యాం.ఏం మాట్లాడాలో తెలీకుండా, ఒకళ్ళ కళ్ళల్లోకి ఇంకొకళ్ళం చూసుకోకుండా ఎలాగో ఒకలాగ డిన్నర్ ముగించాం.సంధ్య సడెన్ గా అంది”ఇది అంత మంచి అయిడియా కాదేమో? ఎవరం కంఫర్టబుల్ గా లేం” అని.నా గొంతులో పచ్చి వెలక్కాయ పడ్డట్టైంది. ఇంత మంచి చాన్స్ మళ్ళీ రాదు. అందుకని రాజేష్ చెవిలో గుసగుస లాడేను నా ప్రొపోసల్.“సరూ చెప్పింది. I told him about many of my experiences with patients and the few times I managed to fuck some. I also told him about my picture and video collection that I have been making since I was about eighteen, when I started fucking drugged and drunk girls. He explained to me that we needed each other, we had to be a team for it all to work out. We plotted out how to make things work. I explained to him the threat of his assistant and receptionist, I told him there needs to be a system to keep them. It tasted cold and so goodI finished half of it in the first gulp! I took a paper towel and wipedthe red lipstick off the lip of the can then took a seat and tried torelax and calm down. I then looked at the clock. It was now 2:03 p.m.!Ted got off work at five and was usually home at five thirty. I stillneeded to get the meal going. I figured it would take me at least anhour and a half to get things ready and by the time I put everything inthe oven to cook I could run downstairs and change. Isabeau lowered the pistol and sat back in her chair."Walker? No. One of his rent-a-thugs. The dead one."The man under discussion whimpered softly and mumbled 'boom' under his breath just loud enough to be heard, then started sobbing weakly."Who shot me is irrelevant at the moment, because I'm still alive. What does matter is that this tin pot little tyrant has been jerking me around on and off for more than five months, and with the exception of Quinlan, not one of you had any idea what was.