Lucas slowly got up his eyes glued on Charlie. I walked over to where the gun was lying. Picking up the weapon, I pointed it at Lucas as I walked towa...ds him. His eyes moved from Charlie to me. “Why did you do it, Lucas? Why did you lie for Mario? I asked. I waited for a few seconds for an answer. I didn’t get one. Turning the gun around, with the wooden hand of the shotgun I smashed Lucas across the face, Knocking him over. Pulling the weapon back ready to strike him again.“Michael stop!”. “They’re our adversaries in this case. I’ll be in their offices for the rest of the week.”“I’ll be there tomorrow doing training, and Wednesday to do support and customization.”“And then you’re leaving?”“No, I’ll be here until late on Friday when I leave for Amsterdam. I have another client I’m doing some work for on Thursday and Friday. How long are you here?”“Until Friday afternoon; then I head back to Sweden.”A waitress came to the table and took our drink and dinner orders.“I deal with. ”The memory was of a little, brown-haired girl, Nina obviously. She was looking at herself in the mirror, wearing her Sunday best.“That’s me in my new Easter dress. I think I was probably nine, maybe ten. I started getting boobs right after that so I couldn’t have been any older. We only went to church on Christmas and Easter. At Easter, my mother always made a big deal about dressing us up. I didn’t really understand all the fuss about Easter, but I loved it anyway because we always got new. The dog was not at all reluctant to go with us as we went toward the place we thought that Bob Martin must be. We traveled for about an hour and came upon a pile of bloody clothes and some broken human bones. Well, the damned fool had deserved it, and Swift Rat and I were glad that we were rid of him. We looked around and found the shotgun.There were still a couple of shells in the magazine and one in the chamber. The barrel had a plug of dirt in it as if it had fallen to the ground, muzzle.