There was a young girl in a thin robe sitting on my bed. There also was 'el jefe' - the boss - with his always present bodyguard. He turned to me."My ...ijo, my son, you have been doing some good work for me and I want to show you my gratitude. As you were a married man and are used to having someone to warm your bed, I thought that you'd like Ana. She should be clean and was tested as quite capable. Maybe she could teach you some Spanish, too"The grin on the face of his bodyguard told me who had. We now turn our heads to Damian Black, or Ian as his friends called him, friends whom he left behind, probably to their deaths. Damian and his mother Evelynn were allowed by the authorities to flee as Damien’s father was a former decorated general in the military. Evelynn decided she had seen enough death around her, after mourning and burying her late departed husband, not wanting for her son to share his father’s fate, she sold everything they had and fled.Damien was trained from an early age. Shedelighted in the smells of her new body. She knew it was more than justthe perfume, soaps and lotions she had used that morning; women smelleddifferent than men, and that was all there was to it.Her face was perfectly made up, and framed by big, wavy brown hair thatfell to her shoulders. (A big girl needs big hair, she thought.) She waswearing a long-sleeved, cream colored satin blouse and a curve-huggingskirt of black velvet that fell just below the knee. A wide belt helpedto accentuate her. "Not at all, not going to accept your apology, the two of us owe you an apology, we didn't take what you were facing seriously," Stephanie said. "But your…" I started to say. "To hell with it," Stephanie shrugged. "You're my best friend, and I put your feelings and what you went through and threw it out the window, just to put myself back in the spotlight, and for that I am sorry." "Well, if you want to be back in the spotlight, all you have to do is…" Claire smiled. "Frank and I have been.