She starts to giggle. me:fuck off lisa!!!lisa in between laughts: she told me i would find you here with a fist full of cock.me:who told you that!lisa... your wife who else.me: what the fuck do you want!!lisa: ill wait outside for a few mins so you get fix yourself. i have to talk to you about something.me:fine!whatever! just get the fuck out!!!as she shuts the door i can fell my face is burning red with embaresment. how the fuck could i let her catch me. how the fuck did my wife know what i was. My thoughts roamed to possibilities: happily married with kids; divorced and embittered; dead; substantially a different person. Hell, did she remember ME fondly, or was I a thorn in her life? Would she even want to see me after 25 years? ... Weeks passed and I thought they had forgotten me. They hadn't. One day they called with instructions on how to prepare for the surprise date. Basically, just dress comfortably, neatly, and be extra thorough with bathing. Hmmmm, I wondered why?The blind. Glad they'd heeded Gabriel's warning, she waited a few seconds more, and heard another round of explosions — louder without the glass — and felt a body slam into the wall they leant against from the inside. Watching the gun barrel slide away she hesitantly raised her head to the window, and looked in as the dust from the explosions settled.Inside the warehouse, the décor gave proof to the mockery of the outside. Gilded metal panels lined the walls between ornamental arches and wooden screens. "What happened?" Graydon yawned as he rose to his feet and looked around while scratching his backside."I do not know," Tristan replied. "I must have fallen asleep, and yet, I never fall asleep on watch."Tristan's ears perked up as he began to hear whistling in the distance. It sounded like many mouths whistling the same tune over and over. The whistling was getting louder and louder, as if whoever was whistling was fast approaching."Graydon, prepare yourself!" Tristan called out as he turned.