Of course, it took a couple of minutes to get the image of her in a bathtub out of my head and make room for the arcane language I was trying to write...in.I lost myself to the project before my PC beeped at me. It was 7 and time for dinner. I had been at work close to 12 hours and had subsisted on water and a half a cup of coffee. No wonder my stomach was grumbling."Luci, what do you want on your pizza?" Hmm? Oh, whatever you are having is fine. Just no anchovies." Not to worry there." I dialed. Mr Sweeney owned the sweet shop, way across from the entrance of my finishing school, 'Queens Gate', an exclusive all Girls finishing school.We knew boys and men were keen on snaring one of us for sex, as rumours abounded about our insatiable lusting and d**g abuse, non of which were true, just 'Red Top', chitter-chatter to sell papers, with page three exposing three sixteen year old girls topless, who just happened to be a year ahead of me. The scandal was so bad all three were expelled, but. Agawa's death disgusted and terrified him. He had never met the man, but had talked with him about Sam's death. It was like opening a refrigerator and finding nothing inside. Whatever it was that Agawa had wanted to pass on must have been important, or else he wouldn't have risked his life to set up a meeting with Al.He was also bothered by the feelings he was having for Bonnie. He had never been so attracted to anyone in his life. He had an on-again off-again girlfriend who was a photographer. The essay required pairing up and presenting an essay based in the real world cut throat business environment. By default she became my partner on this one. Having had very little working experience to draw on we went to the library with Jas to find books to use as reference. It was an all nighter and the events that took place were the last things on my mind when we went back to my house. The living room was slightly messy and the other housemates were enjoying the football. After meaningless.