And welcome.’ At this, all three men stood up, moved forward and shook his hand. On his way out the door, Hunter heard Mr. Speaker say in barely con...rolled rage: ‘I want those two lackadaisical fuckwads replaced. Send their sorry asses to Fort Drum until they rot or retire, whichever comes first.’ The man literally spit. ‘Not checking the coin under the table? Unfuckingforgivable.’ Hunter did file the ‘low-key’ expense report, which meant he had gone on Temporary Duty to Hawaii to a SCUBA expo. He certainly looked different from what he remembered; the skinny, almost frail boy had filled out. He wasn’t fat; just well built. It looked like he spent time in the gym. He was wearing what was clearly not a Walmart tie, his slacks and white shirt shouted ‘upscale’ and money. The sport coat hanging on the back of his chair probably cost a little bit of change. He saw Michael was fiddling with what he recognized as one of those ‘state of the art’ portable computers. Devon wondered if it was. My name is Louise and I am a single, twenty-one-year-old mother and also a prostitute. I have a three year old daughter named Misty (Melissa). She was being looked after by a close friend. My slender framed body was feeling every icy cold whiff of air tonight. I stand 5 foot 7 inches and weigh 103 pounds and I wasn’t dressed appropriately for the elements tonight. I was more worried about earning money then dressing up properly. When I set off on my evening route, at eight pm, it wasn’t as. Janey looked around. The place was spotless and smelled slightly of disinfectant. ‘It’s not bad,’ Janey agreed with the slightest of reluctance. Adam turned his head to look at her with a frown. He had picked up on something bothering her. ‘What’s the matter Sweetheart?’ he asked gently. ‘I don’t know, it’s just not…home,’ Janey said with a forced smile. ‘I’ll be right here with you. I won’t let anything bad happen to you,’ Adam said in soothing tones. Janey sent a pained smile his way before.