The taller of two men was thin, with a dark olive complexion, and jet-black hair combed straight back. The other man was heavier set with thinning gra... hair, he held a black satchel in his left hand. Tony and Willie stood with their backs to Art facing the two other men. Tony held a briefcase in his left hand.Art's original plan of holding the men at gun point and departing with both bags went to hell-in-a-hand-basket the instant he and Louie had exposed themselves. The heavyset man upon. . groovy. But once I let my vision trail a little too far and caught the vision of someone sitting against the wall to my right. It startled me a smidgeon."MWUUUUU!" I saw the blurry, nearly-shapeless mass chuckle slightly at my guttural noise that sounded strangely familiar to a dying cow. I heard some tone to her laugh and realized that it must still be that English woman, presumably Mia. Actually, I didn't presume it to be Mia at the time. I was way too wasted for coherent thought. I just. “20 questions?”“What is that?”“I have 20 questions to ask and you must answer yes or no to each. If I can guess in 20 questions what you want to do next then we do it and then do whatever I want. If I fail then we just do what you want” Of course, she might never come clean, but I thought it would be interesting.“Okay, so your idea is definitely something to do with sex?”“Yes, of course”“Just thought I’d check, in case you were thinking of a cup of wine or a sandwich”“Sandwich?”“Never mind,. It’s a perfectly legitimate business. I pay taxes, support the high school football team, even accept Visa and Mastercard. We simply provide a more unusual service than you had expected.” Margaret placed her hand on her niece’s arm. “It’s really a nice place. I run a first-class business. How should I put this, an elite establishment.”“And all I’d be doing would be the books?”“And other secretarial functions. Office manager. Ordering supplies. Writing checks and paying bills. Greeting.