He paused for a few seconds and said, ‘Understood,’ and then keyed the END button. ‘Let me out here,’ he instructed the driver. ‘I haff to g... back to ze office and clean out all of ze files. I’ll take the subway.’ * * * Mr. Patel folded his own phone closed, and then placed it in his pocket, his left pocket. He felt his jacket’s right pocket, double checking that his pistol was there, and properly situated for swift removal. He rubbed his hands together, his breath visible in the unheated. He warmed the lotion on his hands before sliding up the back of the thigh of the leg he was sitting over. Each time his hands moved up from her knee, they went slowly higher before swapping and moving up the sides of her thighs. He heard her sigh as his hands reached the top of her thigh, and she moved her free leg over a bit more, inviting his hands higher.He needed no further hint and slid his hand up the inside of her thigh until his fingers brushed the lace edging of her knickers. The tips. "Joe and I sleep on bedrolls whenever we're here. It's actually quite comfortable. It's like you're camping."Kelly smiled, "I have two more bedrolls in my closet. I bought a set of four. We could also do a couple more pieces early tomorrow." How can I refuse?"Meanwhile, back in town, Aunt Jane, with me always out on my modeling contract, was feeling bored. When Mom and Dad died in that car accident, she had felt duty-bound to take me in because 'the poor kid had no one else'. Granted, I had. The administrative number at every precinct in the city wasn't immune either. The class of people who called those numbers was a bit elevated, by comparison to those calling 911, but the result was the same.Emergency services came to a screeching halt for half an hour, in a city with ten million people in potential need of those services.Nobody actually cared that all the media outlets were swamped. Stories would be written for days about the event and it would be weeks before the crush of.