Terry; my husband, talks about that part often enough.” “I know you both made your money in London, with property. So what’s so dark and myst...rious about that?” “Oh we aren’t mixed up with the Mafia or anything like that. But there are people we don’t want to meet.” “So where do you really come from?” asked Charles. “From the same village as you, originally.” “No! But no one has ever heard of you, how can that be?” “Luckily nobody recognizes me Charlie,” she laughed. “But. What’s the damn problem?”Someone in the back weakly yelled, “There are no donuts or coffee.”“When I have a news conference for you guys there will be coffee and donuts. I establish my own rules for my news conferences and perks,” I replied.“Why didn’t we get a news conference?” someone else called out, “That’s not fair.”“You were not standing out in the cold waiting for me. There was too much risk for me to address them out there. I promised the group a statement and I try to keep my promises,”. Spartan4Lyfe: Told you I had your ass, kid.NoobKillaz567: Hey Killer_Six, you need help? Me and Snipez are gettingpounded by a fucking Wraith.Me: Just a fucking spawn camper. It's the last time he'll get me.Five seconds later, I was back, though this time spawning in a differentlocation. While respawn points were static, players killed in one spawnlocation rarely rematerialized in the same spot. This was to avoidrewarding spawn campers with easy kills.My screen turned red again.Me: Fuck! How. "My name... is Angie." "Very nice to meet you, Angie. I'm James," he said. "Yes I figured that," she said giggling. He looked down at his coveralls. "Oh yeah... kinda obvious, I suppose." Angie looked at the plumber a bit closer as he worked. He was kinda cute. And certainly nice. He was blonde and a few years younger than her she guessed. Which made her all the more flattered - a younger man thought she was attractive. While his coveralls didn't show it, he appeared to be in pretty good shape.