When I left the apartment, I slipped on the shoulder rig with the concealed hammer .38. Then a bright red sweatshirt at least three sizes too big over...everything. It wasn't as easy to get to the pistol as an open coat would have been, but it was more practical than a heavy coat on the bicycle.Even with all that activity I still had a few minutes so I plugged in the MP3 player for a few tunes and a little extra jolt. As usual I selected motorcycle gang music before I hit the road on my bicycle.. If it was Luke and me, he still wouldn’t need any help. Just don’t say you weren’t warned.” At that, Andy put his hands up, looked at me and smiled and walked away.“Well? You gonna start? You wanna step outside away from your biiig friends?” he asked putting an emphasis on ‘big’. Luke had still not said any more, he just looked him up and down, then turned his back to him.Addressing me he asked again, “Problem?”I shook my head nervously. I thought the wrong word spoken at this point could have. Muje to yakeen nahi ho rah hai mujpar .. Agar he sach hai to i am sorry haa agar mene aap ko kuch mara hoga to means haat paisr lag gaye honge.. Bcz muje aadat hai need me haat pair marnw ki..Jethala:- ism sorry ki kya baat hai .. Ye to daya bhi karti hai ro muje par marti hai haat aur pair mere aaang par dalkar soti hai.. Usme muje kuch naya nahi hai..Babitaji shock hokar bolti hai..Babitaji:- oooo jethaji aap to bade naughty hoo..par dikte nahi hoo.. Kuch bhi bata rahe ho muje aap kaa aur. “Yes Ma'am,” I said.“Trevor, you don’t need to call me Ma'am,” she laughed. “You’re about to take over soon. You can call me Nicole.”“Yes Ma'am… I mean Nicole,” I said, taking a drink of my tea.Nicole leaned on her UTV sort of smirking at me as I bit into my sandwich.“Did you enjoy the view this morning?” she asked.I choked a little on my sandwich. “Ma'am? I mean Nicole?” I said bashfully.“I saw you watching me this morning,” she said. “Over in the tree line.” She took a drink of her tea. “Did.