So everything was going great I went to Kota with high hopes to prepare for joint entrance examination and to live there I found a PG. The aunty there...was good, the fare was decent and most of all only one room was available so that I can concentrate in my studies rather than wandering around with other people. So I shifted in the PG and was given every possible help I could get and got settled down. I lived on the first floor and the landlady lived on the ground. After somedays of shifting I. He said, a smile in his voice, “Remember in that FBI interrogation room when Wexler looked into the camera and told Senator Wainwright that he knew about the Whittaker Fund?”“Of course. And then the camera shut down for a couple of minutes while the senator tried to figure out what the fuck to do.”“Well, no. Not exactly...”His voice had that gravely pitch. I smiled, leaned down. A woman’s work is never done.What with one thing and another, then another, Matt and I didn’t return to. Amber was sitting quietly on a park bench in the pine tree courtyard at the home complex of Green Mall. Two hours ago she had returned with Aggie, Heather and Ann from a ten-hour excursion to search for the lost members of Green Mall. They had found absolutely nothing, and the implications were driving Aggie crazy.Ann came out the door in the central stairwell and walked over to Amber. “Dinner’s almost ready. Aggie made something that smells really interesting.”Amber gave Ann a small smile.. Briefly, Rayne looked up at Dominic as if seeking some acknowledgement of what he was seeing. ‘Xavier?’ he whispered hoarsely. The older man nodded gravely. ‘Go on… you know it’s him.’ Xavier’s expression could not seem to settle on a single emotion, but anger and hurt were chief among them, with a good deal of confusion thrown in the mix. After all, Rayne had not only dumped him but the last time he’d seen him he’d left him lying on a couch nearly bled out and with a raging fever serious.