After another minute or two, the Asian opened her eyes for an instant and felt her heart freeze. Lying on the floor less than ten feet from her was t...e john’s tattered jeans and, more importantly, a leather holster with his colt revolver. Hannah knew many of her clients had guns, but all of them had always been very careful to leave them at the bar or keep them well away from her while they raped her. This one, however, was so drunk that he clearly wasn’t aware that he’d left his firearm so. Well, there you go, I thought. I didn't even know Jeremy belonged to a fraternity, much less the same one my roomie had pledged. Small fucking world.Westy suddenly remembered his manners, and he turned to his date, a short and busty brunette with big, thick glasses. "Yo, Sean, this is my date, Angelina Turner. Angelina, this is Sean Porter, my roommate." Pleased ta meetcha," said Angelina, thrusting out her hand. She had a twangy New Jersey accent that immediately grated on me. I silently. " "Yes...and you're the head of the gang"I smiled broadly. "That's not intriguing, that very intriguing," I responded. "Tell me more."She lowered her voice so as not to be overheard. "They were together of course...say a cruise. They left the ship for a shopping trip. Somewhere in the Caribbean I think. Your gang specializes in supplying unique merchandise to discriminating and very well-heeled clients around the world. One of your scouts calls you to a shop where the ladies are browsing. Of. Several times while this little melodrama was taking place I saw Lisaout of the corner of my eye. I still couldn't bring myself to look ather but, I did see her standing in the doorway to the kitchen, her armsfolded across her chest as she watched my smoldering tantrum. But shenever said anything. She would just come to the doorway, look at me fora short while, then walk away.After over an hour of this, Lisa finally came into the kitchen. Shewalked over to me, asking me to stop what I was.