Chapter 2 She sat at the kitchen table while Johnny fixed them a cup of coffee. ‘Why?’ she finally asked. ‘Why’d you make them wait until the ...ay after my birthday?’ ”Cause,’ he hesitated. ”Cause I loved you. You were my baby sister’s best friend ever.’ He put the coffee mugs down and slid one over to her. ‘Madison, you remember? Remember when Colie lost all her hair?’ She smiled at that memory. ‘The chemo had made all her hair fall out. She cried and cried how ugly she looked,’ he said and sat. "Joyce... what's wrong. You look terrible." I said with a knot in my stomach."Geoff... we have to talk. Let's go into the kitchen. I need a glass of water." she said in a serious voice, but at no time looking right at me."Joyce... are you all right? What's the trouble?" I was getting quite worried because I had never seen her like this before.Joyce poured herself a glass of water and sat at the kitchen table, still not looking at me. I sat down opposite to her and waited for her to tell me what. I sip on my glass of wine, as the doorbell rings..the Temp is here...the night was nice she went on talking about the work place as i sat there and watched her lips move...the red lipstick was inviting...the soft curves of her latina body her long temptress legs....soft glowing skin,..even to the tip of her sexy nails. i was taking it all in...another drink...i make sure i keep her glass full..i know she is relaxed, i see her legs laying across my couch shoes off...i hand her her glass and i. Anya. The cargo is inside the plane. Don't let anyone in there but me."I started to step away, but Mr. Jones managed to get around in front and put one large scarred hand in the middle of my chest."Your man said this was a job, no one said anything about a war." he growled in his best rock crushing, no backing up and taking shit from anyone voice.I looked down and let the flames rise up behind my eyes."Three hundred thousand dollars for three weeks. You have my word. Now get out of the way.