You're blackmailing and extorting her. It's all i*****l, I have proof of it all, and you're going to jail!"The coward collapsed completely. "Oh god ...o, you can't do that! Look, I'll give you everything! All the photographs, the camera, everything! I'll never see her again, I swear!"Silent, hate in my eyes, I held out my hand. Anxiously he unlocked and pulled open the bottom drawer of his desk and pulled out a thick manila folder and a small digital camera. He handed them to me, his hands. Tu reviens donc vers le village. Mais quelque chose ne va pas... Des flammes ! De la fumée recouvre les toitures. Qu’est-ce qui s’est passé ? Un banquet qui a mal tourné ?! Il n’y avait pourtant pas de banquet prévu...Cela t’inquiète. Tu te précipites, laissant les moutons sur place. De plus près, tu comprends que l’on a mis le feu au village. Dès l’entrée tu remarques qu’il n’y a pas qu’une odeur de cendre, mais aussi celle de la mort !CHAPITRE 1 : LE SURVIVANTDes cadavres jonchent les rues.. ” Now it was my turn to be silent as I thought that over. She did, I knew that, and that thought turned me on to no end. My skin prickled and I fought to control a shiver. I put my lips to Eve’s ear and said, “Little trouble maker, I love you.” She sighed and pulled me tighter to her. It was then that I finally felt tired enough to pass out after some time. I woke up only a few hours later and confirmed that with a glance at the clock. I was clutching Eve in a tight embrace that. “Oh shit, I guess you’re busy, Hunt. I guess this can wait for tomorrow,” Fritch said with a smile on his face, “Anyway, who’ve you got back there? She’s got to be hot, you’re sporting one hell of a stiffy.” Moria poked her head out from behind Hunter’s back and offered her hand. “I’m Moria,” she said. It was all she could think of to say. “Oh, Ms. Mohawk. I saw you earlier. You bought the sweatshirt. I wanted to tell you that your hair was rad, but I didn’t get the chance. Well I’m going to.