She blinked a few more ties until the confusion cleared and shegave him a sleepy smile. ‘How long was I out?’ she asked, stretching and yawning a... if she was just waking from a nap. She winced when she must have pulled a bruised muscle. She gingerly reached behind, feeling around for her head wound. When she brought them back in front of her faces, her fingers were dark with blood. ‘About twenty minutes. I’ve brought you to my hospital. I’ll take you into the emergency room, c’mon,’ he was. He checked to make sure everything was as he found it and left; resetting the locks and the alarm system.Back in his apartment the Hitman worked his way through the stolen files from Sal's computer. He had to find something soon; he'd been shadowing Sal for over a month now and his client would soon want know why he hadn't carried out the hit. There was nothing in any of the document files that helped him; they were mainly business and personal documents and of no consequence. He opened up. “Please don’t fire me” I beg, she then gets a naughty grin on her face as I say this. “Fine I won’t fire you but you’ll have to do something for me.” “What’s that” I ask nervously, as I start to feel a lump In my throat. “Well you know I’ve always had a little crush on you, and well your going to let me fuck your brains out.”“Please anything but that” I beg. “Either that or you get fired,” she replied as she started to unbutton her blouse. “Okay fine if it means I get to keep my job” I say. " Well perhaps I will conclude gentlemen. Thank you for your time and patients. I will get my family's property and find a hotel."It was when I started to gather my papers that Mr Rouson said, "Please don't go. Some may not see some relevance but others do."I continued to gather papers and now Mr Sackman said, "Mr Mourtos is just a busy man Jeff. He is very direct." We can carry this conversation on at a hotel. I should not have imposed on a stranger. I have no idea of how most of you think and.