“Goodbye, now.” Donna waved and smiled. “It seems …” Mark gritted his teeth. “That now that I have resolved to make my departure, I cannot...go.”“What do you mean?” Worry lines formed on Donna’s forehead. “Something … some malevolent force, maybe, has stayed my hand, and shackled my feet with invisible bonds.” Mark’s breathing came more shallow. He grunted with effort but could not bring himself to open the hotel room door. “It’s okay, Mark.” Donna stepped up to him and loosened his grip on the. I fell into the latter group. I could theoretically spend thousands of dollars a week, but I had no idea how Simon would do it. And his ATM withdrawals mysteriously stopped about ten months ago. Didn’t he use cash anymore?I decided to start tracking down the major vices to see if there was one that might have gotten Simon hooked: women, gambling, and drugs.Back at the office, I kept sifting through the files on Simon’s computer, but this time with a purpose. I plotted his cash transactions back. Jacob"Hello?" Standing at my front door was a very attractive young woman. She was dressed in a light blue top, a denim skirt, and a tall pair of gray heels. I wondered if one of the local sororities was running some type of fundraiser. "How can I help you?"The girl momentarily stood, a mildly confused look on her face, before she seemed to snap out of her fog. She smiled brightly, tiny dimples forming on her cheeks and extended her hand."Holly," she said. "Holly Palmer."My son's kindergarten. Over the next few minutes of free-flowing conversation I noticed that Cindy was openly flirting and I smiled a quiet kind of smile. I knew that Cindy was taken with my selection of a new fuckmate for her. She crossed and uncrossed her legs several times, allowing her skirt to tantalizingly ride up ever so slightly. Bill was sitting in an overstuffed chair opposite Cindy and stared, seemingly captivated by her shapely legs. "Well, I think that it's time for us to get even better acquainted,".