I cringe as I see the bitch from this morning walk in. “Mom, I filled all the equipment with air like you asked and everything is ready,” she says...sitting across from me as she sees me and her mouth drops open in surprise. I smirk and give her the bullshit look as she looks away.Mr. Walker starts the meeting. “Before we get down to business,” he starts. “Some of us have already met the new owner of Camp Zion. George, please stand so that everyone can see you.” I stand as Mrs. Walker’s daughter. “Daddy,” I began, “are you missing Mummy?” He looked surprised at my enquiry, I was sure he hadn’t missed her; she had been such a prized Bitch! We were both glad when she finally went. “Of course not sweetheart,” he soothed. “Why on earth would you think that?” I blushed a little, knowing I would have to mention what I had seen. “Well, you were... you know.” He grinned broadly and smoothed a hand over my long hair. “I don’t miss your mother but unfortunately I do miss what she did in that. The phone rings, I look at it and grumbled, “Fuck me,” as I rubbed the dull throbbing ache in my temples.The night before last...It was clear, the smell of the city sharp. The cold bit through my jacket. The faint sounds of traffic. I was looking at a warehouse in the old business district which used for the outsourcing storage of vendors big and small. The buildings also housed traffickers, illegal drugs and such. You name it, it was found here. The street lights were broken. The streets are. My fiance leads me into the living room and asks me to lay down for a massage. As she is giving me the massage, she whispers into my ear ‘I have a surprise for you tonight, so I want you to take your time in the shower and get cleaned up well’ in a sassy tone that told me that I will enjoy this surprise to the fullest. Thrilled by this, I bite my tongue trying not to ask what the surprise is, so as not to ruin it. So after a nice long rub down, she lets me slink off to the shower. As I enjoy.