The man wasn't from the county and he had no way of knowing that the only agency that used the gray Ford Escape was the undercover narcotics squad –...Elizabeth's Task Force."You're on for the bet," the man said. "But don't count on me to pay up if I don't find anything." You'll find something," I promised. "If you can't pull a tag or a driver, let my guy have a crack at it. He's pretty good." Our guy is pretty good, too," the investigator assured me. I clapped him on the shoulder and walked down. Reaching the back of his truck, he'd search it for anything that might work with this plan. Surprised with himself, Troy found a small coil of rope he'd been using to string up a swing from their oak tree in the yard. Testing it's strength, Troy would make a slip knot at the end of it before seeing Sarah come out. Stashing it with him as he moved up to the front seat he watched in obvious delight as Sarah stepped up to slip into the seat.Troy tried to hold back his excitement as he cranked up. The clank of the forks as they hit the plates is the only sound between the two, indicating they are done with this place. He pays and takes her hand, leading her outside. They get in his powerful rare 1967 Shelby Mustang GT 500. He shifts it into gear and the engine roars into motion, moving across the black road with a graceful speed. ‘Where are we going?’ ‘Its a surprise.’ She nods and watches the road pass by the car, tracing the white line and lost in thought. The car takes a soft turn. Fazmila s*s had already gone to bed with her baby. Fazmila s*s woke up I guess, she was wearing the same Kameez but without her shawl wrapped. May be she thought we are too small to notice but heaven those are extraordinary boobs. She opened her room door which was right across the hallway and walked past us tying her hair back. “Didn’t you guys sleep yet?” She walked towards the bathroom and we couldn’t help but stare at her gorgeous butt wiggling and swaying here and there. “Watch, if the.