Monica had always preferred to buy things of good quality. Now I didn't care a shit about the value of the lost belongings because my lost marriage fe...t as a much worse loss for me.One of my friends owned a summerhouse near the town which his family seldom used. I called him, told what happened and rented the house until I would find somewhere to live in the town where I worked.During my lunch break in town I got our shared bank accounts and divided in equal parts.When everything except my. I’d like to talk about Jessica. She is one complicated case. I find it confusing to link with her. I’m no psychiatrist, but I have a feeling Ricardo somehow fractured Jessica’s mind during the time he was alone with her. After she escaped from him, she put her self-identity back together again by using the core of her child persona. Her cruelty with the insane contraband inspections is like a bad dream to her now. Believe me, Jessica alone with Ricardo was far more than any person should have. For one, she was a lot smaller.She was also a greyish colour like ash, darker on top with a lighter whiter belly. She also had a small bony crest similar to the rattas, but otherwise, she looked more like Drako. There was another egg still in the nest. I knew Lee’s dragons laid much bigger eggs, indicating that this species was possibly a smaller cousin. I estimated that they would be lucky to grow to more than a 1.5m in height when they stood on their hind legs. They would possibly grow to. My eyes lingered longer than they should've and our gaze met. "You okay, or you gonna tap out already?" My cheeks burned as they flushed red. "I'm just fine, thank you." He laughed and stepped around the counter. "Okay then Ms. Hanna, why don't you try walking over to me then, straight as you can." He stood towards the entrance of the hall, with his arms folded over his chest. "What are you, a cop now?" He chuckled. "Only if you're looking to get handcuffed tonight." I felt a light heat rise.