‘No, we just come around and ask you again. Why should I believe you had nothing to do with the murder?’ Viktor slid into his seat and propped his...feet on the desk, lighting up a cigarette. The smoke was pungent and he blew it right at me. ‘I was at home, alone. Not very helpful, eh?’ ‘Not really,’ I grunted. ‘Going from human smuggling to murder doesn’t seem like too big a jump for me.’ He laughed. ‘You don’t back down. I like that. I tell you what, Hawk, I will tell you something I didn’t. Touching the ice as it would melt the ice. Trapping the council for her to make it. The last leg of her last journey. Stretching her arm she laid it on the ice. Combusting the surface in a wild fire the sound of a mighty rushing brush fire. Met her ears. Down the center of the tunnel was a vivid red fire lapping at the hardened surface. The mighty rush of melted ice deafened her ears. A gush of water slivered down the mountain. She was mesmerized by the sight, not noting the hawk was high above. " she whispered. Her eyes were closed. She didn't know if she wanted to go through with it. She didn't know if she was ready, but she loved him. And her body was shivering. And his breath against her skin was driving her insane. That was enough, right? She pushed away a little, beginning to tell him to stop, but before she knew it, his soft lips were pressing against hers, and her mind was once more taken away, almost like she was unconscious. He did that to her. His smell, his skin, his touch. .. Larissa, my husband’s new mistress or girlfriend or whatever. Who is she? That woman! Wait ... is that ... Rain? My God, you look like a woman! So ladylike, so exquisitely feminine ... wearing a wig, makeup, and lingerie, too? Damn, you’re actually gorgeous!” Jessica declared aloud her thoughts as she realized how much of a girl Rain really was, something that I had neglected to mention to her.“Yeah, part of me is wondering just how male Rain really is at times. Rain acts more like a girl at.