My tits were getting bigger and I was becoming curvy. I still hadn't started my first period though. My parents were going through a divorce and I see...ed to not be daddy's little girl anymore. He just didn't give me attention like he used to. There was a family friend who was my dad's age, 48, who did give me attention. Let me sit on him lap and sat on the couch real close with me when he was over. Sometimes when I was wearing shorts he would gentlly rub my inner thigh . I thought nothing of it. Wexler had been toying with me. Been ahead of me all along. Running me off the road. My three useless trips to Billings. Shooting at me and missing. That cat-and-mouse game with Grady Matthews.I couldn’t stop staring at the tools he was evaluating. A couple — a drill and pick — were from a dental office. One — plugged-in, charging — looked like a stainless steel curling iron. He wouldn’t be using it on my hair.There were no crude tools, nothing like a hammer and chisel. These were precision. "Shut up. It isn't. I just didn't get to all of the tables." By the time the demonstration started there was dozens of people, male and female, crowded around. Right on time, the velvet rope was unclipped and the woman who had talked to me just minutes before stepped up to the equipment. She was followed by a much smaller, naked blonde woman. The corseted woman's eyes flickered to me, but only for a moment. Her proximity and her glance made my heart beat harder. "I'm Alex," she said. "This is. Mumtaz grabbed her file with all the evidence and walked towards the gent’s washroom. She would never let confidential files alone, not even with her clients. She knew the value of information and how it can turn around verdicts. She stopped at the door of the washroom, she had the file on her left hand.“Come in quick!” She got another text. Mumtaz looked around and gently pushed open the door, then walked in. Despite being a public washroom, it was very clean.“Where…?” before she could.