When they'd poked fun about what we'd been doing, I'd been certain they were setting us up for a major "kid stuff" kind of hit.But they confessed they...were almost as inexperienced as we were! The stuff they'd mentioned about petting and oral, Janet and I had already been thinking about, at least. The rest of the afternoon, we kept passing impressions, sensations, made-up pictures and all other sorts of sexy concepts back and forth between us.What the hell, Moonlight and I were two horny. Kapsirko lived in Montreal where the main mob stronghold was for North America. Some thought New York or Vegas was, but the American police had whittled the mob's strength down substantially. The lawmen were using the laws used to catch terrorist and the mob families were decimated.I was not going to get rid of the men threatening my family unless I got the Russian to call them off.I gathered a lot of details about the minor tsar. I was happy to find that he had a great many more weapons that I. But, of course, I could still give him those wonderful blow jobs he'd been enjoying since before we wed. That was the final straw. I didn't do anything dramatic but I was mad and he didn't get any head that night.I hit the gym early Saturday morning. I needed to release my anger and the gym was the best place to do it. I left Christie with Blake and told him I'd be back sometime around dinner. I was going to work out and do some retail therapy. He could tell I was still mad and didn't say a. "This is your mark," Ron confirmed. "Amanda Hester. Forty earth years old. Employed by Sythro Laboratories Incorporated and assigned a top secret security clearance by the WestHem government. She holds a doctoral degree in quantum physics and has been identified as a primary member of the WestHem Lemondrop team. In the past four years she has made three trips to their deep space research station where the reactor is being built. The probability that she would know the details we need in order.