I had to admit it was an effective way to get attention.As soon as the meeting was over, I drove as fast as I could to the safe house. Dov, David, and...Jack were waiting for me."You want a drink?" David offered."Sure." Jack and Coke good?" Sure, what's the big emergency?" You know somebody named Mark Horn?" Dov asked."Auburn hair, a little overweight?" That's the one." He's your typical computer nerd. He might have the technical ability to help Rosario out, but they don't get along. Rosario. But thesecond after my eyes adjusted to the dimness, I saw the world of wondersthat I'd heard about and read about but had never had the guts toexperience before.Men, and some gurls, were there, completely uninhibited, completelyopen, completely free.Completely having all sorts of sex.Over to the right there were lap dances going on. Twinks in tight jeansor boy shorts were grinding their asses onto the crotches of all sortsof different men. Next to them was a long bench occupied by men. She still had the boys to deal with. The blonde-haired one-Eric-would be sent to the Homers while the red-haired one-Finn, or Flynn-she couldn’t remember-would be sent to a regiment where their father ought to have been. When John returned, Jamila was pissed off. She didn’t know why she had an idiot, tender-hearted man for a husband. It was all Marianne’s fault, if she hadn’t stolen Lucas from her, it would be she who had three children and a stable husband, as well as the bounty, all to. " I know." Weasel Boy recognised her, she hangs around with his mates," James had added."I don't like you bringing Weasel Boy round here - he's trouble." He's okay, Dad." Hmmm"Concerned, I had warned Claire by text that Camille was hanging around with dodgy characters.I was a fool.I still can't believe it is all over.She had texted back: What are you doing showing all and sundry the photo of Camille? I trusted you and now you have let me down.What?I had replied: I didn't realise that Weasel Boy.