"Slowly her mood darkened and a frown creased her brow. "She isn't verynice to me you know. She's always been a bitchy little Daddy'sPrincess. I t...ink that she resented me marrying her father..." Hervoice trailed off and she became lost in thought for a few moments."All the same, I hope she does well, it's not her fault that she is aspoiled little monster!"I had nodded and smiled again but I had my own plans for the eighteenyear old, whose name was Ashley. She was a valuable asset, after. "Jenna, we've been over this. That was justhis way of letting you down gently. He's over you. As far as he'sconcerned he's in a monogamous relationship with that Annika chick. Idon't think it's as complicated as your 'it's complicated' statusimplies. You've got to move on." It's cool. She's looking great tonight. I bet she could get laid, easy,if she wanted," Ezzie said.I sat and drank my Sangria in confusion amongst murmurs about me being indenial. Could it be that Jenna hadn't told me the. The armored car job had been perfect. Roger had come home from Iraq withten kilos of C4 hidden in his bags. He had also spent four yearslearning how to blow things to hell, and a year disarming IEDs at abouttwo bucks an hour. Vince, his older brother, had been in stir when heleft, but he'd had connections for other things. Like this plane.But Dashel had brought it together. He had worked at that armored carcompany for fifteen years. He'd driven the trucks, then moved over todispatch. He knew. . beat those television images all to smithereens!“Mike, can I please take a closer look at your, uh, your penis and balls,” a petite redheaded ninth grader asked as Sammy and Tempe slowed to a walk about fifteen feet from me.“What’s your name, Sweetie?” I asked as I towered over the five-foot-nothing girl.“I’m Cindy, Cindy Daniels,” she replied as she twisted the ball of her right foot into the tile floors.“You have a requester, Mike?” Tempe asked with a smile.“I do. Are you Merlin’s.