Eva Borodin was Mira’s head of security. She had been a member of a military unit which specialised in the protection of senior members of the Party... She was brutal and revelled in her cruelty, inflicting totally unnecessary pain whenever she could, merely for her own pleasure. Borodin was not particularly intelligent but she had animal cunning and was, therefore, formidable. It was Borodin who had interrogated me after Mira’s death. I had insinuated myself into Mira’s trust and confidence. It. Great , now we were both stuck with Suzanne pissed up ,she asked us to go to another bar with her , What the hell we said we are on holiday and followed her down the road to the bar , she led the way , i couldnt help but look at her arse as she was walking , i could see the bold outline of the pink thong she was wearing ,We arrived at the bar and Suzanne got us sum wierd cocktails each , and then we had a few beers aswell , it was about 2 oclock in the morning all 3 of us were really pissed,. I was looking forward to it; Uhuru was a very interesting person and a blast to talk with. It was just such a nuisance having to get dressed to go visit."What are you chuckling about, Lover?"I was just thinking how Uhuru gets red in the face ... well; you know what I mean ... whenever he sees us in our weekend outfits. How was your day?" Bo-ring! You'd think people have no initiative whatsoever anymore ... You?" Believe it or not, my prof broke his leg yesterday ... He had his lab assistant. John and Camille fell into an easy banter as he asked her questions about her family and how her life was going. Noticing Camille’s camera John’s interest was piqued. “You’re obviously quite serious about photography?” Camille held up her camera so John could examine it more closely. “Why do you say that?” “Well a Classic Leica M6” John paused as he moved closer to Camille and examined the camera more closely. “And a 1.4 50mm Summicron lens. Nice! What film do you like to shoot with? Not too.