‘A few,’ I said. ‘Grad students I know…and guys I was with in the Army.’ ‘You gonna hire brothas?’ she asked, seemingly surprised, using...the street term in addition to its accompanying accent. ‘Ex-G.I.s?’ Her large wide eyes had extremely long lashes. Her finely boned nose was narrow and almost aquiline, ending in a tip that she’d inherited from a non-black ancestor. Her elegant ivory teeth shone between her full, pouting lips, on this day tinted with dark pink lipstick. As I sat there,. Do not fail me again.”The line goes dead. Strandon sinks down, leaning against the couch. The broadcast is far from his concerns now. He has to think, has to come up with something new. A distraction... yes, I know the perfect target... Maykov takes Spencer to a safe house used by Interpol. After she dresses his wounds and bandages his ribs, determining that none are broken—just heavily bruised—she sets off to get them some breakfast. When she gets back, Spencer is dressing, ready to get back. Stockings equal perfection in my book. She finished the outfit with a pair of silver stiletto pumps. Hallelujahgawdalmighty WHAT A WOMAN! Her hair was fluffed out and the most beautiful color copper red you could imagine. Her eyes were shaded with turquoise, her cheeks pink, and her lips were a dark-cherry red, wet-look glossy, with sparkles! Did I say the windows were rattling? Hell, the GROUND was moving! Arm-in-arm-in-arm, we dined at the fanciest restaurant in town, high atop the. ” he called after me, nudged his companion, and the both of them burst into laughter.As I made my way back to where I had left my gear, I noticed Mom and Dad moving into the stands, closest to our rings, I was glad they had made it in time to watch me, win or lose. I went through a more thorough warm up session now that I knew the fights were getting ready to start, I didn’t want to not be warm if I got called up first.I didn’t get called up first, but I did watch the bouts on the two rings.