"We've known each other for a while. And its quite obvious that our relationship is getting pretty serious. I want you to know that i would never hurt...you. I'll be here for you always. There's nothing that you cant share with me. We have always been honest with eachother and I'd like very much to keep it that way." He trailed off. Letting his words sink in. "Chris, i really care about you. And I'm feeling some things inside that I've....never felt before. And it's scary." She started. Chris. " What papers? What was this about a house?" Roger almost shouted.The lawyer looked like he was going to faint, "Please, Mr. Boring sit down and I'll go over all of it with you."Roger walked over to the dining room table with the lawyer. After they sat down the lawyer spent several minutes sorting his papers out and arraigning them in neat piles. Several of the papers the lawyer picked up and read as if they might contain an error."This is the deed for the house and this is the tax bill; the. "Why was she so mean? To look at her you would think she was an angel. Shoulder length blond hair, beautiful face and a body most women would die for, yet she had the personality of a witch.After lunch she was off to her health club for her appointment with her personal trainer, play some tennis and work on her tan by the pool. Of course she had instructions for me before she left. "My flower garden is a mess. Get all the weeds out, dig up the soil and fertilize it and make sure you wear your. ” "Who was this Giovanni somebody?" I asked. "Giovanni Moretti. Again wait, please." The guy went back to the cabinet and returned with another file. "Here are the vendors for 1934. In alphabetical order. Let's see..." He rubbed his chin as his index finger traced down the pages. "Here we have it! Moretti G. Art dealer. Campo Marzio. That is all." “Thank you, Mr Cavatorre, you have been immensely helpful. Could we have a copy of the ledger, please?” I asked. “By all means.” He took a copy and.