She had all the appearances of being completely wrapped up in what she was doing on her laptop, but I would soon realize that this was largely an act....I was dressed in a collared shirt and jeans. As luck would have it, the best available spot was in the leather chair immediately next to the beauty, a few feet in front of the direction she was facing. I gave her a couple of glances, but nothing beyond the looks I give to any attractive woman that I come across in public. I promptly turned on my. So I wouldn't be breaking the law. At least I hope not. Still, I never thought of myself as a child molester.Karen didn't seem to have any doubts, which was surprising to me. I would have expected a woman to be more protective of a teenage girl, especially around a pervert like me.They were sitting together on the pool steps, up to their necks in water and talking quietly. It gave me a warm feeling to see them laughing and joking and getting along just fine.Oh well, a man has to do what a man. That was until he heard words in his sister's veryown voice."That should teach him not to meddle with his daughter's life," Selenasaid.At least that's what he heard. That was unmistakably her voice. Thesweet, melodious tone he had heard for almost two decades. Selena haddeceived her family. She had been hiding her grudges all this time afterthe death of her lover. Hugo's blood was boiling. In a moment of rage,he got up from his feet, turned around and rushed towards the gun manwho was about to. I decided to first return the calls they would be from the east coast and everyone would be at work. By the time I finished I could hear people walking down the hall past my open door. I had just started on the e-mails when there was a light knock at the door.“Come in please.” I said as I turned away from my computer. “Good Morning, I’m Jean, Mr. Wallace’s administrative assistant.”I stood and walked around the desk and extended my hand “Oh, good morning I’ve seen you on a lot of e-mails. Nice.