But the rest live away and come in when they areneeded."We went out into the large garden. There were plenty of trees and thickbushes about and Tracy ...ed me over to a particularly thick clump andwent around the back.She looked around and then disappeared into the bushes, coming back witha smallish wooden box. Opening it up, I could see that there was apacket of cigarettes and some matches in there.She pulled out the packet and offered me a cigarette. I shook my headand she shrugged, putting one. My long blond hair was pulled into a ponytail and I was wearing short white shorts and a tight black tank top. I never wore panties and today no bra. I was rounding a corner when from behind, a jeep was moving slow and then to a stop."Excuse me miss, I'm a little lost, can you tell me where bridge street is?"I could tell already the man driving was young, early 20s or so. He was looking me up and down and I liked it. "Take this street all the way to the end, turn right and it's a couple side. "Hi," I said. "Where are you?" In your parking lot. I'll be there in a minute." I'm standing outside the door, waiting on you." Well, I would be in a bit. I opened the front door and looked up the sidewalk. Casey strode up purposefully."This is it," I said. "Tim's apartment." And you have a key," Casey stated."Of course. He's my fiancé and he has a much better computer and printer. Come see!" I led her inside."Hmmph! Doesn't look like a den of iniquity." You've been reading the wrong books. However, nobody knew anything about FIMO, for theywere truly a most secretive organization. They have no known leader, or evena powerful inner circle, nor do they have a base of operations. They have onlyinfluence, and members seem to get their orders from the messengers of ghosts,always changing and disappearing, as if the orders came from Allah himself.Such was the mystery of the deadly terrorist group, until very recently. The Masters gained control of all political aspects of the Arab World.