“Not a chance.”I brandished the bag at her. She had said she’d supply dinner this time. “I brought dinner, too. But if you’re already cookin... something, it’ll keep.”“I’m not that domestic. I was just going to get some take-out. Let me get some clothes on…….”“You don’t have to dress up just for me,” I said, only half-kidding. I put the bag on a table and followed her. She went into her bedroom but didn’t drop the towel as I was hoping. Instead she opened a bureau drawer and pulled out a shirt.I. She just wants a peaceful, quiet, gunless life in the country where she can forget her bloody past. Forged passports, name changes, and isolation in the most remote landmarks in the world seemed to be the only way to live. But then the past comes knocking at her door with an offer… in exchange for her services. Just one last mission along with the most eligible agents in Hime, including the mysterious Drake Valentine. One mission that will redeem herself and give her the chance to live in peace. . yes, I do know where it should be placed. Rachael,could you run out and get Gary to come in from the car?" Rachael hurriedout, listening to the sobbing pastor mumble his thanks over and overagain.Gary came in, and the pastor showed him the painting. Gary also droppedto his knees before it, and prayed, although not for as long as thepastor had."I can see it at the end of the entrance hall to the church," the pastorexclaimed. "Everyone entering the church will see it. Hopefully some ofthem will. She had a very upset look on her face though. When she got in to the truck, she sat there and told him that he was a heel for treating her like that.All he told her was that things pop-up that are out of his control and she needs to realize that. They went and got something to eat, and then to the movie. He being the gentleman (least in his eyes that day) paid for both tickets. When they got into the theater they picked a pretty close seat. They held hands and kissed here and there. The movie.