Today when she was leaving home after cleaning, she had seen the boyfriend near the building.Even my father-in-law was not in town. So this time I had...thought that I will go to her home. An extra key to her home would always be at my home. So I took the keys and went to her home. First I kept an ear on the door to check if they were in hall or not.I didn’t hear anything that means they were in the room. So I put the keys and opened the door slowly and came in. There was no one in the hall. I. ‘Again with that fucking bear! Again, he victimizes me, again he demeans me, again he degrades me! I’ve got to kill him, dead, deader than dead! He cannot do that to me! I’ll fucking kill him!’Reaching the truck, he stowed the Lapua, and pulled out a antitank weapon. ‘This will kill him! This is just the ticket!’ he thinks.He tiptoes back toward the location of their last meeting. Eyes open, head up, ears pricked up, the guy is dialed in, in tune with his surroundings, he is the Apex Predator. .. when...?” I was stammering as I tried to frame my questions.Daddy chuckled as I tried to express myself. “Sit down, honey, before you hurt yourself.” He poured me some more coffee. “Last night was a swing party. You got the general gist of it, hmm? Well, we’ve been swingers or swappers since when you were a little girl.” I stared at him as if he had grown a second head. “I’m actually kind of amazed that you’ve never noticed anything.”I shook my head. “I had no fucking idea!” I glanced at Mom. Also a Patrician class ship works differently than the Castle class ships Yularaat uses.”“How?” Jackie asked. “I’ve only heard that the Patrician is smaller and has even less defense.”“The only effective defense for a ship the size of Corsica is to not get hit,” I said. “Fortunately, the Patrician class ships are fast and nimble. We can avoid most attacks. The ship also has some extremely effective weapons that play to the theory of a good offense being a substitute for defense. If they can’t.