I felt something hard and heavy hit me on the head and then everything went black. I awoke to the feeling of someone pushing against my chest and air ...eing blown into my mouth. Whoever it was taste like strawberries but before I could say anything I vomited a large amount of water. I coughed and hacked to force the rest of the water out of my lungs. I opened my eyes to find a crowd hovering over me and the people murmuring. While propping myself up on my elbows, I looked around and asked the. Oh was that a relatable reference.I don’t know.He did buy me a pill and we took it his flat and it was dusty in common room. He asked me to wait as he went and tidied up bathroom area and asked to freshen up as, after all, it was a journey and in meantime, he cleaned master bedroom with bedsheets he bought and etc etc.I took time enjoying the shower and when I came out.There was a semi-transparent sleeveless n8 gown on the bed which he had bought without my attention.I laughed and called him to. Maybe his speeding would draw the police’s attention, though. She hoped he would get pulled over, so she kept her mouth shut and eyes peeled on the streets passing them by, praying to see red and blue light up the windows.Being quiet when she had an entire universe of questions crouched on the tip of her tongue was no easy feat. Another one slipped out. “What’s your name?”As he drove and mentally reviewed events that occurred just before the Spaniards left, he reflexively answered her, “Jason.. He never misses an appointment.Antone thought about it for another second- unless he’s drunk.“Alright boss nerd. Anything else?” Pibb quipped.“Yeah” Antone replied, ignoring his comment, “I want to double check on some other things.” Pibb got out of the chair, letting Antone get to work.The italian restaurant that Antone decided on was strategically selected- it was low-tech, employed mostly men, and was located in a less traveled part of town. If he needed to, Antone could make his escape in.