The I.R.S. could be interested in this organization. Were they dodging taxes they should have been paying? That was one possibility.But it didn't answ...r a couple of my main questions. I could see why they might want Nicole for assistance with an audit. She knew the basis on which their grant was made. It would make sense for her to be involved. But what about the possibility of danger? Tax evasion or fraud seldom provoked anyone to violence. Flight, maybe, but violence? It didn't add up.And. At one-meter-eighty tall, he was not a small man. His body was fit with broad shoulders, the shirt he was wearing was hiding a toned chest with noticeable abs. His shorts were hiding a tight ass and muscular thighs although didn’t hide his hairy calves and shins. Underneath his brown jungle hat, there was short brown hair.For three days he had been trekking through the jungle, sleeping in a tiny tent he was carrying and eating only canned food. It was a rite of passage of his own choosing for. When he turned, he saw a huge black bear standing behind him. With only a bow and a short dagger, he was unequipped to fight a bear. With a strike of a paw, Martos was sent flying several meters to the side. Being early spring, the bear was obviously hungry from its hibernation, and Martos would have been the meal of the day, but his luck served him. When the bear hit him, he fell into a cave. The hole he fell trough was too small for the bear, so after a few disappointed roars she left.. Smiling to myself, I knocked on Megan's door. "Yeah, what is it?" The sink is full. Wash the dishes!" Why should I do that?" Because I told you to." If you are so anxious for them to be washed, do them yourself." It's not men's work and since you're the one wearing a skirt, you doit!" Really, you're playing the sexist card?" Yes, if I have to I will."She opened her door and walked towards me. Wearing a bright red sundressthat ended several inches above her knees and with her long blonde.