His little piggy eyes were puffed out. Hisface was redder than beetroot. The veins on his bulbous nose seemed tostand out more than usual and his hand... were clenching and unclenchinglike he wanted to do serious damage to someone's neck, presumably mine.In a flash of intuition, I realised that he was not happy with me andthat I would not be on his Christmas card list.'YOU BITCH!''Sorry, do you mean me?''Course I do. How dare you leave me looking like a plonker in thatrestaurant.'I was kind of. The same way you can never tire of a good rollercoaster; you see all the twists and turns, you see the long climb, you know you’re at the crest, you remember the sudden wild fear of the free fall, and yet… here we go, baby. Here we go. Give it to me…He was shifting, thrusting… I felt the car gradually slow, slow… and then lurch back up to speed. (I thought about recommending cruise control, but felt it might break the mood.) He was close, and I loved that closeness, that feeling of being on the. Remember, you're her husband, but you're also a Captain with five thousand people looking up to you. So act like it, you could not have prevented this. I will be there in twenty minutes and we will talk more later. Thompson, out"The screen went black and Lisa stepped up, and said, "Ted you need to hear this, it's a phone call between Carlos Fajardo and another man identified as JW.'Hello.''Its done, one bitch dead. The target is flattened.''Good job JW, I will authorize the rest of the payment. He reached the main gates by late afternoon. The gates were guarded by two bored guards wearing light linen armor and leaning on stout spears. They surveyed the crowds of people walking and riding through the gates, paying more attention to young females than anyone else.Arron walked up to them. "Excuse me..."They turned to look at him. "What the fuck do you want? Just move along." I would like to know where the town garrison headquarters can be found."The eldest guard frowned; looking at.