Sean was the ultimate conspirator and it took him days to come up with plans for how the evening would unwind. He reassured his cousins that with the ...roper execution, they would all learn some very interesting facts about a grown woman. If they did what he outlined, Dani would be under their control and would not be able to report them to the Clarks or anyone for that matter.Books and magazines were enlightening, but Sean explained to his cousins that there was nothing like the real thing. He. He couldn't remember when or why she had stopped driving him to the station; she just didn't take him anymore. These days, he drove his car to the station and parked it there all day.The bitter January wind gusted and several of the passengers turned away from the wind. Bruce pulled his knit cap down over his ears and inwardly cursed the sharp wind... It was still dark and the sun had not imparted any of it's warmth on the biting wind. Bruce's stomach seemed to twist inside his body and a bit. Myown was in a bag behind the shelf.I had an hour or so to kill before I had to start getting ready, so Idecided to inspect the package we had shipped over. Everything looked tobe in order. I picked up one gleaming piece and admired the green chasedetchings and engravings in the surface, filled with fire baked enamelthat would last as long as the piece would. I set it back down, andplaced the contents on the cart that would be going with us to theoperating theater. Emphasis on theater.I. HUSBAND Hi, Cindy. How was work, hon?The muscle-bound monster in a skirt enters the kitchen and glares menacingly at the HUSBAND.The man -- "CINDY" -- grunts and then drops the purse and blazer to a heap on the floor. HUSBAND Let me get you some tea, sweetie. I'll whip up "Celestial Aromas" -- your favorite.INT. APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM"CINDY" is sprawled out on the sofa, her legsspread wide apart, stretching her skirt taut.The camera angle.