They were about to enter the house of one of the most notorious crime lords in the city. His stomach flipped again and Donald struggled to keep hold o... his breakfast. Come on. He had to get on top of this. What kind of impression would it give if he threw up on the gangster's shoes?"Nice pad," Rich commented as they left the car and looked up at the house.It was a mansion. An extremely posh mansion on the outskirts of city. It could have featured on MTV Cribs.What were they doing here? They. In a baby bed was a five month old baby girl, as black as the ace of spades! I asked Pam lots of questions, but the only answer I got from her was that Sally had been going out with a lot of black men since I left and more often than not, she would have them spend the night with her. Pam was a thirteen year old teenager and not bold enough to say out loud that my wife had been fucking black men in our bed each night. I left Pam with the baby and went to talk to her mother, Laura. Laura told me. I left straight after work that Friday, an overnight case packed in the back together with a couple of bottles of the sparkling white wine I knew she liked from our lunchtime meeting. As luck would have it, the traffic was light in the immediate city area and thinned out the further I got into the more rural areas. I spotted a fairly large country pub and took the opportunity to freshen up after the day's work and had a non-alcoholic drink before setting off on the last lap. Not being an overly. Just what I needed to wake me up. “So, seriously…how was last night? Did it get the job done?” she asked when she came back in the room. “Yes, I think so. I mean, I don’t know what will happen when he wakes up, but I do feel better. If nothing else, it was a great distraction.” “Good. I hope you two make it work…at least for a while. You two are both really good people and you deserve to be happy. From what I’ve gathered from Gavin, he was in a serious relationship back home. He’s just like.