Flashback – Ben – Dodged a???Elena half dragged me to the back of the church as the fucking BTR 80 crashed through the window (destroying the wind...w sill and lower portion of the church wall) right where we had been standing.I yelled to her, "Don't you say a fucking word or I will fire your ass. Quick, move us behind that piece of wall before they..."I was too fucking late...Flashback – Jack – Pissed off!Well the fucker's ran the BTR 80 through the church window and then opened fired on Banzai. With anyone else, he would have found it annoying. With Angelique, it was a nice feeling and her presence added something to the task at hand. She also smelled and looked incredible. To have a body like that at her age and to be so rich, what a winning combination! When they sat down to eat, Simon had to force himself to concentrate on their meal. It was good and he had outdone himself and yet, all he could focus on were those dark brown eyes of Angelique’s and how fantastic she looked. Were he. I was watching him through Canon binocs and I can report that he doesn’t waddle. He moves with the sort of Jackie Gleason grace that some hefty men do.Black hair, thinning, but not anywhere near combover territory. A little taller than I am - he’s listed at 5’10”. Nearsighted, wears un-tinted contacts instead of glasses.Even at a block away, I could tell his suit was new. It fit fine, but it hadn’t been around the block often enough to look comfortable. A wardrobe upgrade had probably been part. "Well, I didn't get much and what I did get was from secondary sources like their clients and mentions of the group in investment papers and that kind of thing. If it helps any, I think they're as good as their word, but I'd be real cautious about how much we let them know about us. They have known mob ties, as I said, and if I can find that, so can someone else. Dunno if you wanna be associated with something like that or not." But you don't think they'll sell out the people who invest.