. whatever. Inever commented on how good she looked,but she knew that I noticed. She was married, but her husband was acontractor that was rarely ho...e. Lately, she had seemed a littledistraughtwhen people would ask about him.Our job was a daily 8 to 5, that sometimes came with an occasional latemeeting with clients.Today this late meeting would change my life forever.The meeting spot for a client was only about a mile from the office, soSarah and I decided to carpool over together.I entered. ”“Ghostly images would have a greater psychological impact than us trying to do it in person, even in TAC suits.”“Why TAC suits?”“Remember what happened before?”“Fuck!” replied one.“How could we forget that?” asked several.“Because, we still aren’t fully evaluating a situation’s risks. Do you think the ghosts will be convincing enough?”“With some of us supporting them with our psionic abilities, we should be able to make it real scary.”“Star,” said Sarah, “when will forensics have their. Later in the evening as I woke up, I found that she was busy filling the drums with water, which she had to bring from the common tap outside. The drums were kept in the kitchen. So I went into the kitchen and waited there for her to come. My granny was in the neighbor-hood busy talking.When she came with the bucket of water and saw me sitting in the kitchen, her reaction was just casual. I just gave her a smile and continued to be seated there next to the drums. When she came next I waited for. The man was dressed in a very sleek designer suit and had a briefcase on the floor next to his right foot. What caught her attention was the fact that the man would occasionally make quick glances at her when he thought she wasn’t looking, but when she would turn and look, he would turn away. But Vandana knew he was looking. Women always know when they are being looked at. Finally, their eyes met and she gave him a polite, yet seductive smile. Biting her bottom lip just a little bit to play.