I sat and ate breakfast while Susan looked on smiling at me like a Cheshire cat and I was kinda getting disturbed by what she was doing. “Susan why...are you staring at me that way”, I asked? “I just want you to enjoy your breakfast”, Susan said. “You are only succeeding in making me nervous, go away”, I said. She mumbled something then got up from the table and walked to the sink and ran water to clean up the dishes. “Jim will you finish the dishes please”, Susan asked? “Ok but what are you. Let her enjoy her next six years, but when he was out he was going to get her and show her that he, Konstantin Ballinovitch never forgot or forgave. * The young Polish girl sat rocking in the chair as she stared out the large window at the lawn outside, the high wall in the distance that surrounded the large building was topped with barbed wire, and the windows had grills on the outside, but she didn’t see any of this. Lost inside her own mind she rocked, her arms wrapped around her small. However, Quince had made Michael produce 'samples' of the virus based on over twenty different people, most of whom Michael hadn't even met. Quince, or his lackey, Simonds, would bring a sample of blood and tell him to produce a virus based on it.He knew better than to question Quince, but he had a feeling that however bad the situation was, before Paul arrived, it had gotten worse."These are top breeding stock. It's taken me years to get horses this good. Now, this virus of yours will work on. Adelaide traced the swell of Angel’s heaving breasts with the palms of her hands, pleased to note how hard the girl’s nipples already were, jutting out against the clinging silk of her blouse. The black buttons of the blouse clattered across the wooden floorboards as Adelaide slipped her fingertips inside the lapel of the blouse, and ripped it open in one violent movement. Angel gasped in surprise, and her large breasts bounced free from their confinement. Adelaide slapped Angel across her.