Shelle is the tough one, the strong one. The I don’t take any crap from any man or woman. I admire her on so many levels. She says what she feels an... doesn’t care what anybody has to say about it. I wish I had her personality. You would think that us being twins we would be similar in our ways. Very wrong Shelly was the party a****l the popular girl. Everybody knew her. Jealous much? You, damn right I am. Naw not really though I love my sister I just wish I could be more like her. Other than. So it was that when Kyle came by the store with a form to be signed she paid little attention to it.“What is it?” she asked quietly so others would not hear.“Nothing for you to be concerned about, bitch,” he whispered. “Just sign it.”Against her better judgement she quickly put her signature on the document and he left.That evening as she fixed supper, Kyle walked in with several packages in his arms. He had splurged, buying new outfits for himself and the latest most expensive iPhone. He flung. Scary stuff, that – if you want to get something right, that is. **** ================================================== Part One Cap Rouge, outside of Quebec City, 1792 ———————— Lise Robitaille was upset over the frail health of her old father and she wept a little at his knee before the fire late that night. He was growing slowly worse and there was nothing to be done. ‘It is only natural, my girl,’ the old widower said a little weakly as they stared into the flames together, ‘I have lived. "Tell me something about you, Gil," she asked as I accelerated on to the road. "Would you like me to start with my personal, or work life?" She turned to look at me and replied, "Work life first, please." "Hmmmm, are you sure? I won't be held responsible if you immediately fall asleep, once I tell you what I do," I chuckled. Rebecca laughed and replied, "I promise I won't doze off, Gil." She shifted in her seat and turned her body at an angle towards me. "I am an independent IT security.