His voice was a bit high and squeaky, it was fit for his rather small physique. ‘I’m detective Jack Baca,’ he said extending hands to both Nick ...nd Matt. ‘You’re not an officer from this precinct,’ he told Matt. ‘Where are you from?’ ‘I’m from Hillton,’ he said, ‘and I found Nick here in the street. He’s just as clueless as I am about all this.’ Jack scratched his head. ‘And you are..?’ ‘Officer Matt Corgan.’ Jack nodded. ‘Well, the captain and I were interrogating this wierd looking fellow. Her body mas well defined and her lips were full of lipsticks full red.and white t shirt…..She was having much luggage that train came and no coolie was there to help her out…with its luggage…Then she was standing in a front of 3 ac tier in which I was also going then she was trying to catch train and but no coolie was there..Then I thank of helping her because we IITian help everyone.who is in trouble…I came in front of her and said can I help if you don’t mind.. Then she said okkk but I m. She had no doubt. None. Thank God. She couldn’t imagine living with her love for him not being reciprocated.Now, however, she could see his tension and it was different from the tension she’d seen in him before. His eyes were obsidian-dark and foreboding, narrowed, restless and ever watchful. He moved like a big cat, staying close to her, protective, his hand resting on her back. His mind was occupied.He hadn’t smiled once since the nightmare and his tension was contagious, rubbing off on her.. I awoke with the smell of coffee and toast drifting from down stairs, it was obvious that mum was up and had made breakfast, I stretched a little then made my way to the bathroom, I could tell mum have been there by the sweet scent she had left behind, I took a shower then returned to my bedroom, I put on a matching set of white underwear then sat down to put on my makeup, I never put my makeup on too heavy but just to accentuate my eyes which mum said were electrify and attractive, I slipped.