Not even the Police Blotter page where all police reports were listed had any mention of dead bodies. She looked at the tip of her left middle finger....There was a slight scar. So it really did happen.So all she had to explain was being outside very early in the morning with blood on her nightgown. Simple, yeah that should be easy she thought."Katy? Are you okay?" Her Mom asked as she entered the kitchen. She looked at her Mom, who was staring at her."I woke up with a different nightgown on then. "This is a joke, right?" she said looking at the seven figure balance."Well, it makes me cheerful," chuckled Ged. "You realise that there are investments and various tax free savings – all legal," he said. "I have stocks and shares as well, but they aren't doing too well since the crash."Then he became more pensive, as he looked around at his guitars, keyboard and piano. There was the mixing desk and another, dedicated computer for his music. He could play none of it, nor compose. ” Ramesh soon took me to her mom and introduced but I deemed to her personality and could not look straight at her eyes. Ramesh was smiling to see my helplessness and after moving from there he asked me “hi frined, couldn’t approach my mom?” I smiled but couldn’t reply.Ramesh’s father worked in abroad, in London, they are from Sylhet and all Bangladeshi know that maximum person of Sylhet work in London. A Sylheti area is there in London. Ramesh’s father married his mom when she was just 15. “I did not want to interrupt you son. I just wanted to talk to Fred about tonight’s move.”“No Father, I was just talking with Fred about my learning some skills. He said I should talk to you about teaching me some of the hand-to-hand skills you have. Also he said that the 22 gun would be available for me in a couple days. I am done now, if you want to talk with him.”“No Son it is fine. Once we get all the new people settled I am going to give some classes to anyone who wants to learn.