‘What happened?’ Karin asked. She’s my best friend at work. ‘My asshole ex wanted to make clear who was the master of the house. Which he is n...w, by the way. He can lord it over his hamster.’ ‘What will you tell your class?’ ‘The truth. If they ask.’ ‘Are you sure that’s wise?’ That was Birger, my least favorite colleague. I wonder why I seldom get along with gym-teachers. ‘They are only ten, after all.’ ‘What else would I tell them? That I fell down the stairs or walked into a door?’ ‘I don’t. She was ready to go so she just went ahead and locked the door behind her, letting A.J. escort her out to his car."I thought we'd go somewhere nice for dinner tonight, Jennifer," A.J. said, as she let her into the passenger side and then closed her door. A.J. loved what Jennifer had chosen to wear -- she had on a very nice blouse and skirt, with the blouse hanging outside the skirt to conceal her little pregnant belly that was starting to show and when she bent over, the skin of her midriff was. The last time I saw him he was ripping my heart out of my chest. My fingertips gently slide along the wet cast iron railing on my left. I keep an eye on the windows to the right of the door to make sure he wasn’t looking out. I get to the first door, confidently turn the doorknob and walk in. That was the easy part. I now stand in front of two brown doors. My head is buzzing, and somehow the one reason I can think of to knock on that door overrides the million that I can think of to run away. Spencer and Jennifer met with her contact and were helped with getting on board of the sub secretly. The plan was to remain hidden until they docked and then the same contact would help them get off unnoticed.After waiting for a couple of hours, the sub finally begins its journey to Cape Town. They were told the trip would only be a few hours and that this particular sub was a new prototype that the Russian government had built using a new design that allowed the currents to pass through the.