I cannot live without you.”Jean paced the room nervously. He was filled with a need to do damage to Le Gris and anyone else who stood in his way. He...had suffered too many humiliations at the hands of Jacques le Gris to just accept what he has done.“I cannot live with the shame of what he did to you, without confronting him and seeing him punished,” Jean explained to his wife. “What kind of man would I be if I did nothing?”“A living one!” Marguerite answered.“I would rather die than lose my. On the Friday night shemade me take a bath and put in some weird smelling lotion when I emergedall my body hair had disappeared. She told me not to worry about it andthat it would grow back. On the Sunday a lady arrived and worked on myhair she said she was going to make it lovely after a few hours of workI had much longer hair all brunette and curly just down past meshoulders. I asked her about it and she said it was hair extension andthey could be removed at any time. She also put funny. Now you're going to tell me what this is all about, who you are, why you've been following me, and most importantly, who you're working for."I started walking towards the big man. When I was about five feet away he growled, "That is far enough. Get down to your knees and put your hands on the top of your head." No," I said.I think that's what they call a sneer."Get down on your knees now," he growled."Or what?"He moved the gun and aimed it at Britney's right knee. "Now!" he yelled. "Or I. “I have a task for you, one that you may find pleasure in if you so desire.”Maykov gives a slight nod, then says, “Ask Master and I shall carry it out.”“Agent Spencer Reeds is more cunning and resourceful than expected,” Maltaus begins. “He is stronger than anticipated, but still insignificant next to us. You are to gain his trust and lead him along in his mission.”“What do we hope to gain from him?” Confusion wrinkles her face. “What do we hope to gain from him that we don’t already.