’ I said this all in one big breath, my eyes never leaving the table top for one second. I could talk to a girl, this was easy! ‘Look at me in the...eyes and tell me Tom.’ ‘Shit!’ ‘Mrs. Anders I just wanted to get you something to make you happy John hired ME. I thought you were a pretty lady and would like to have the prettiest fabric I could find.’ Sweat was pouring from me as I finished, it quickly chilled in the cool a/c. She studied my eyes for a moment and seemed to make a decision. ‘Tom.. “Is everything ok?”“Marcus is going to call after the police are done. He has access to the safe so he will still have a bank to run the business off of. Worst comes to worst, he can send one of the Brothers over to the strip club and buy a shitload of singles.”“That’s right! The Bar Bar is next door to the Hot Road Club.”“Now that Erin is back I want to talk about our vision. Ronnie, I am putting together a band the way I want it to be. For the first time this will be MY band.”“Bullshit. Every. We began drying ourself when suddenly I caught him staring at my breasts ,he looked away when I saw him and I decided to ignore it.We sat on the same sofa, wet and in desperate need of warmth. We began talking and had forgotten the fact that we were cold and wet. We began laughing and talking and playing and somehow his personality and character began to turn me on, when suddenly the lights went off . It was dark and I didn’t know what to expect and began calling out Aarav’s name, only to. I don't recall anyone named Luke." Well ... let me tell you what I've learned. PFC Hightower was assigned to your husband's platoon almost as soon as he arrived in Kabul. He is a big man; six-foot-four, two hundred-and-forty pounds of what was described by one of his mates as 'solid granite.' He loved the Marine Corps, and he virtually worshipped your husband. Apparently, he had saved Hightower from a sniper early on, and Hightower dedicated himself to keeping Sgt. Michaels safe."Hightower.