Actually I still find it hard to imagine her as merely a slave." Somehow Sveta finds it easy to talk to Mikhail, easy to be candid, easy to open up, e...sy to say things she wouldn't imagine saying to anyone else. Something about the intentness of his gaze, his very evident effort to listen, encourages her to talk. It's an aspect of his personality that many others have found impossible to resist, to their great misfortune."Why is she different for you, do you think?" Well ... well ... you see. Next morning I was awaked by a managed about 45/46. I was worried for the worst to happen, but it was not the case. Man was kind and asked my name. My name is Aash, sir” I replied him. “Do you want me for some work sir?”Oh no!” he smiled a bit.” Last night you helped our lady. To say you “thank you” my boss send me to take you there”. I said him to wait a bit.I was feeling may be they give me a job. Last night I told the lady that I am jobless. Without wasting any more time I was ready to. Harry was drawing very hard. There was no life force in that dead body left. Relaxing for a moment then pushing the body under the car. Opened a box Harry told her about then dressed herself and left, leaving the garage door half way opened. Returning to the street and deciding to walk home, Harry mentioned ‘Feeling better?’‘Yes I did not realise I was holding so much anger.’ thought Helena.‘That can happen after events of yesterday and you just did away with someone the police have been trying. It was Jakob, a friend from work. I got a glass of orange juice as I waited for it to finish ringing and go go voice mail. The juice tasted good, and I still felt like I hadn't had anything to drink in days. Finally I picked up the cell and listened to the voicemail. "Hey, Tom! Have you fucking seen what's going on, its insanity", he yelled excitedly into the phone. "The whole worlds gone fucking nuts, people are just fucking gone, and strangers showed up in the middle of the night. They had.