Then life would get hard for awhile, but just until certain heads rolled, some certain palms got greased, and then it would go back to business as usu...l.This woman wasn't breaking any laws, she was just going to take a few lost fuckies home and have some fun. People did that every day on Broken Window and the citizens would be happy to be rid of us. They just wanted it over quick, that's all.I'd seen her before too, that Mistress. Tall and beautiful, all snowy skin and creaking black leather. I was kind of hoping he would see one or two and maybe plagiarize them. I also made sure to cut and paste one of George’s stories to a Word document and save it to my computer. Surely he would notice his own story being saved on my computer. I was curious to see if he would say anything. On Monday, George called me to drop by his office, first thing, to say he had fixed my computer issues. I don’t know what excited me the most. Knowing the issues were fixed or knowing that George had looked at. " At your next church meeting we're going to raid the MC. It will bevicious and we're going to target you. I'm only telling you this so youknow what's coming," Natalie said."Yeah ok," Cassie whispered and broke the connection.Natalie looked down at her iphone and then tossed it on her couch andreached for the bottle of scotch on the coffee table and lit a cigarette."Sometimes I hate my fucking job," she sighed, exhaling blue smoke.Cassie came in early for the next church meeting and sat down. He paused as his headlights illuminated a cross country style bicycle and helmet that were lying in the front yard, that hadn't been there when they had arrived. So that's why I didn't hear him show up, he thought dazedly.His tires squealed as he accelerated away from the scene of his disaster. Several blocks away, he was still trying to stem the flow of blood, and didn't notice Collette as she jogged towards Patty's house. When she saw Van speeding away, she feared the worst and put on a final.