She smiled at him, knocking her head to one side. "You saved me," she shouted playfully and gripped Adam's hand, zigzagging down the road towards thei... house."Your drunk," Adam told the inebriated girl and Natalie shook her head."I'm not," she started and then burped. "OK, 'es I am." She giggled and jumped over a puddle, landing in it and soaking the bottom of her trousers."You are so pissed," Adam said with a grin. "You are gonna have such a hangover tomorr-a."Natalie tutted in annoyance and. By the sound of his accent she figured he must be a New Yorker. She had never really listened to the men before as she didn’t really care but there was some kindness from this guy at least for now. He took her by the hand and led her upstairs into his bedroom and then into the bathroom so she could first take a bath or shower. Cindi chose the bath, to sooth her aching body. Darren filled the tub for her and helped her into the water. Cindi couldn’t believe the kindness in the man but they were. Look, I’m not supposed to discuss your mission with you, so I won’t. But don’t you think you’re in over your head? You don’t speak Arabic, you’re going undercover even though you have a bloody IMDB page and you’re going to spy on some of the richest and therefore best protected people in the world. In a country that has the death penalty. I don’t mean to scare you off, but ... Okay, maybe I do mean to scare you off. You have a wife and a kid, man. Go home. Seriously.”“Miles? I’m here because. “I thought I’d better wear panties.” She lifted her dress, revealing a minuscule white thong that barely covered her slit.Jason and I stepped into shorts and we all walked to his garage. He had a World War Two Jeep: no doors, no seat belts, and no roof. But it was in pristine condition and I loved it.“We’ll go in this,” he said. “Want to drive, Paul?”Wow, did I ever? Unlike all the other vehicles on the island, it was a left-hand drive but I soon got used to it and we trundled along at a top.