“You came here after you burned everybody else to burn me?” Melanie was defensive and cynical. It was completely unlike the carefree bimbo who had...just crawled around on the floor and stuck her juicy ass in her son’s girlfriend’s face.“No, I knew that I turned my back on you when you needed me most. I assumed I had already burned my bridge with you years ago. I have nowhere else to go, Melanie,” she said.“Trust me, you don’t want to stay here” Melanie warned her sister.“No one sees an old. I remembered from a tour in one of the museums in Horn City that there used to be machines that cleaned our roads. They hadn’t worked for many centuries that I know of.One of the older crew members must have also seen them too and commented on the way the road was swept that the cleaners must still work here. We decided it must have been a week or two since they had last cleaned.Things were slightly dusty but not dirty, as one would expect of a city that hadn’t been inhabited for centuries or. " I know. But I can't hurt people." Mr. Glastonbury is a man of many talents. It's clear, however, that he thinks you skated the outskirts of the rules." I didn't break any rules." I don't think you did either, nor does Mr. Glastonbury. However, we aren't the only ones whose opinions matter. The White Plains police detective Harrison will be here after lunch. He's been asking questions and found out about Detroit." I'll take care of it," Kennedy said, trying to sound confident."Yes, I'm sure. I knocked the door. She opened it and she was in green & red pattu saree with loose hair. And romantic aroma from her body made my gun fully loaded. Then She invited me inside and locked the door. She requested me to be seated in the sofa and offered me pongal, pulihora (tamarind rice), gaari.While eating, I asked about her k**s & husband.She said, k**s went for grandma home and hubby went for a project work(out of station). Then I asked paper and pen so that I can gift her my poetry describing.