I wasn’t sure, but she sounded like she was fishing for an invitation. “I’ll be there in about thirty minutes, so if you want to see what your n...w broker looks like, I’ll buy you a drink”. What in the hell am I THINKING?“I may take you up on that” she said. “How will I recognize you?”“I’ll be the older gentleman at the bar, wearing a navy blue suit, a powder blue tie, and a silly grin on my face” I joked.“I may see you there. By the way, I like old fashioned martinis” and she hung up.I had. I was going to have a shiner, I bet. That damned asshole. I'd have to keep the ice handy and put it on occasionally to lessen the bruising.We all heard a catchy little jingle coming from my purse. I let her go with a smile and pulled my cell phone out. Sue sat down in a chair as I answered it."Davis," I said."Where are you," an imperious male voice asked. I couldn't help but recognize it. It was my older brother, Arthur. He sounded irked, as usual. This day just kept getting worse."Where I am. Damien…I…’ Lucy mumbled. ‘We are coming for you.’ He had to cut her off, he couldn’t deal with her crying. It would only make him more frantic. As they hang up, Brian had to hold down an infuriated Damien, who now was throwing chairs around the room. ‘Motherfucker! Son of a bitch! I am gonna fucking kill the bastard!’ He was yelling out of control. ‘Calm the fuck down, NOW!’ Brian shouted. ‘He took her!’ he shouted as he tried calling Leigh’s cell. ‘Pick up baby…pick up…shit! It goes straight. It just felt so good to be understoodand to be loved. After I'd calmed down and we had breakfast, Carlos askedthe question that he had been wondering since his earlier discovery, "Howwas he?" Oh my god so incredible," I let out and began to tell him everythingabout my amazing night with Rodrigo."Wow and he wants to see you again?" he asked."Yeah, and the best part is he wants to see ME..like the real me," Isaid."I am so happy for you," Carlos genuinly stated, "So does the real youhave a name?".