Westwood, Tower or old, they’re not getting out alive. A lonesome howl sounds out above the deafening crackle of trees and dry leaves. * * * ‘W...en one is making an omlette, one must break a few eggs.’ My armband serves as a satisyfing mask, but my sunglasses do a mediocre job of keeping the smoke out my eyes. I should have goggles. ‘But twelve men, Brie…’ ‘Eight men,’ the woman sharply corrects. ‘Four women.’ ‘You risk too much.’ ‘I’ll decide what’s too much. Westwood is the first step,. It was 4 pm and she said that I can come to her home as no one else is at her home. Her husband was away in Kolkata that day and her elder son was at school and her younger son went to take karate classes.I reached her house and we greeted each other in a normal and friendly way with handshakes. Her grip was strong compared to a normal female handshake. We sat and talked normal and friendly way. She made tea and made some sandwiches.After about and 45 minutes of normal chat, I suddenly saw that. My change was brought home to me once again, by the disparity between Gwen's and my height. Where as before Gwen would have towered over me, now her head was shoulder level.I was still held tight by Gwen, when D caught up with me."Oh, Gwen this is D," I said, breaking our embrace "She's the one who rescued me, and her and her mum took me in" Very pleased to meet you., Gwen said, shaking D's hand. "Thank you for taking care of my sister." I'll let you and Tish catch up," D told her as she. She has been a warrior and has the experience of age. She is the head of my security for the club. She doesn’t look like much to most and that has cost some their lives. Sam is a very petite 5’4” and weighs in around 130 but I saw her rip the head off of another vampire who tried to attack someone in my place. She has a bit of an attitude and refuses to call me anything other than boss. She has the whole staff calling me that now, some days I want to put her in the sun while she.