‘I’m Special Agent in Charge Jack Muscone with the FBI.’ said Muscone, who looked strangely familiar to me, as he showed me his I.D.. ‘This is...Special Agent Martin Nash. Can we ask you a few questions?’ ‘Sure, but what’s it about?’ I asked. ‘Sir,’ said Special Agent Nash, his voice quiet, level, steady… unnervingly so, ‘did you attempt to access an FBI site from this location the other day?’ ‘Oh, that.’ I said, and realized that it would do no good to lie. ‘Yes. Accidentally. I thought I was. I hear Beate encouraging them, in English. Does Pavel understand English? In the taxi, Isabelle told me that it would only take a few minutes, in a subway station. As soon as the awful man had the video in his hands, the girls would be out. They were in a hotel room somewhere in Oslo. When he received the video, he would phone her to let her know where. There would be an envelope, addressed to her, at the hotel reception. In it would be the key to the room. What if he was lying? Isabelle. With a touch of jealously, Aidan wondered if she would be taken in, though he dismissed the idea immediately. She was leaving in a few days, and he knew she was not into one night stands. He also knew the predator did not know that.A slow tune came on the music centre, and the larger of the two men made his move. Aidan reluctantly had to admire his smoothness. Though he was too far from Aidan to hear the words, he could tell the man was inviting Sam to dance. She shook her head with a smile,. Mean while Shankar had spilled out his history with our mom and it nearly shocked us. We stood their in silence and could only hear the drops of rain or the moaning of Shankar and his wife.At last their romance was over and they came out and that too in the room where we were standing. Shankar and his wife were shocked to see us, they also forgot that they were naked and didn’t even bother to cover their parts. Mom and Shankar looked at each other, while my self and pinki gazed our eye at.