“Get dressed quickly.” Jason hissed to Emma as he put his ear to her bedroom door. Although the voices downstairs were muffled, it didn’t sound ...ike they were getting closer. There was no guarantee that that was going to always be the case but at least they had time.“Oh shit, oh shit.” Emma mumbled to herself. “What are they doing home - they were supposed to be gone all day.”“It doesn’t matter.” Jason said. He reached down to grab his pants off the floor - hurriedly pulling them on. “We need. Dealer," I said as gently as possible.Eoin stood there looking at me with his mouth moving but no sound emerging for a long minute before snatching the dive knife from Ambrose and stalking off towards the manor."Er, Alice?" Ambrose ventured when Eoin was out of earshot. "You do know how common a name John Brown is in Britain, right?"I grinned, urchinlike. "If you are asking if I know that John Brown is probably not his real name, then yes. He is an arms smuggler and my 'uncle' is Sir Eoin,. In fact, why don’t we have today’s first pose be a riff on what you’re doing right now.” He mounted a new lens on the camera, powered it on, and began fiddling with a few settings. Squatting down low in front of his sister, he pointed the camera up along the front of her legs. “How about you act like you’re starting to put the other one on and make some kind of sultry face. Bite your lip a little bit or pout or something. I’m just making stuff up.” he admitted, obviously trying to keep her at. She too just used to have a casual look but not specific any wrong or right manner. It was dashera festive and most of them had gone to their natives but I haven’t because of getting a good no of days leave for Diwali. One fine morning sitting on the couch and was just downloading some stuff.I could see Ananya walking to her apartment with a kid. I was like stuck to her body bloom and watching every move of her assets and while she was about to disappears in the Lift she suddenly turned back.