He tried to memorize everything about her so that he could tell his wife and kids when he got home. He had seen The Sylvie Cassidy!Sylvie was wearing ... light top coat that covered her dark burgundy-colored dress. The dress was high-necked and long- sleeved and more suitable to winter than to the month of April. Nevertheless, its warmth gave Sylvie courage as she approached the building she dreaded to enter.The front door was just slightly ajar, and Sylvie stood for what seemed an eternity. "I'm okay; better I think." She hesitated. "I serve at the bar until 2AM. If you ever want to come sit and have a drink, you're welcome to come." Gosh," I said trying to scramble, "I don't usually go to bars; but then again, I didn't go to gyms either." She was confusing me all over again, in a different way, a good one even, and I didn't know what to do. I gave her a small smile and touched the back of her hand as it rested on her knee.I made the excuse of getting back to work and showed her. Growling she saw that the ISIS soldiers had someone hung by their arms between 2 poles.Creeping closer she took stock of everything she had on her. A 9 millimeter half loaded, 5 frag grenades, several of her throwing knifes and her combat knife. Still creeping forward she heard the guards bragging about the capture of the man. Trying to calm herself as she had been taught, she crept closer still, and slit the throat of the guard that turned the corner. Moving a little further, she slit the next. Jack was escorted to a room in the Airport to conduct media interviews with Scott and Eve by his side.Billy Finnegan was on the phone talking to a client when Peter Johns walked into his office. Billy quickly finished his call and turned around to his boss."Come with me Billy, you've got to see this."Billy made his way to the conference room where on the large screen was Jack Finnegan with his 2 world title belts prominently displayed in front of him. Billy scowled and heard Jack say" ... as I.