. !"Jean... Jean... !" Carol cried as the other suddenly ran over to drop onto her knees before where the massive Caesar had perched himself! "God alm...ghty, don't leave me... ?"Please... please, Caesar, try to understand?" Jean begged, looking upward at him through glazed blue eyes. "We only tried to help, Darling! We came to warn you... !"When she saw that her pleas to the medallioned German Shepherd were useless, a wailing little whimper tumbled from Jean's lips, and as she turned to look. It has everything to do with me. I’m still your wife and your little slut will soon be history, you can be sure about that!’ The shock of her words made me want to run but Daniel’s arm was still around my shoulders. ‘Oh yes? And how are you so fucking sure, Jessica?’ She smiled a long slow smile this time, like someone who knew a great and wonderful secret. ‘I’m pregnant, Daniel. And the baby’s yours. Do you remember? I know it was a couple of months ago…’ I looked up at Daniel and saw how. Maybe once or twice, cant remember (remember, this was the time before all the social media).I totally forgot about her, somewhere I heard that she got married to that guy, but she tottaly went off my radar. Up until that night.As she was living back home (countryside), when I caught a first glimpse of her, I thought it was someone else, that resembles K. On the second look - man, it is her. She was dancing with some friends, a bunch of worn out women, that made her glow even harder amongst. He stopped doin' CDs and the like in the 'igh Street, and well he moved onto bigger things." The warehouse in Mill Lane?" The reporter asked.Oliver shrugged. "Yeah. Emma wanted a new PlayStation for her birthday. He told me she said he could have a blowjob every day if he got her one. But 'e got caught. Mum just went crazy and he stormed out and did the Post Office." With whom?"Oliver snorted. "I dunno. I could give ya ten names, they'd all be as likely." Not Emma Wallis then?"Oliver shrugged.