" Shut-up," she breathed. "Unbutton your coat. Are you alone?" I'm alone," List answered, undoing his buttons with slow, deliberate fingers. "I don't ...now you, but ... you look familiar to me."He'd spoken to Wolfgang who was only slightly more relaxed and still covering the man with his pistol. Wolfgang didn't bother to reply, but merely gave a tiny shrug of his shoulders."That's enough," Eva said, knocking the man's hand away and reaching inside his coat."You don't have to be nervous," List. Can't guarantee they'll just take your stuff and leave."Ethan felt like he had to shout to make the doctor listen:" You're wasting time, go! Now!"Ludwig hesitated for just a single moment, but then ran to the door. He barely paused in his stride to ask:"What about the wounded, and the sisters? What about you?"Ethan wiped the sweat of his forehead, gun in hand: "I'll sell them bastards a front-page story they can't refuse. I'll do my best, promise. If it comes to it..." he said and nodded at the. He and I plotted together to see how that could happen. That is what this story is all about.Leslie was not the kind of girl to go out partying and getting drunk, but she did like a glass or two of wine when they went out. We figured that a weekend away from home would put Leslie more in the mood to party and let her guard down, so we planned a weekend golf outing getaway for the two of them I would just so happen to be at the same golf resort as them. The plan was for me to get a buddy (Bob). Now how are we going to get home from cheerleading with your car wrecked?”C “O shut up. Like you will have any problem getting home”“What do you me?”C “Just ask Terry I’m sure he would love to take you home considering what happened at Jason’s party last month.”“How do you know about that?”C “Please everyone know you fucked him after the party when he drove you home,” That little bastard is going to get it he promised he wouldn’t tell anyone. Hmm more like not get if for a while yea that will.