Fir bus aayi bahot bhid hone ke karan hum us bus me nahi chad paye so humne dusari bus ka wait karna tha. Kyoki waha par bhid bahot jyada thi to mera ...ath uske kandhe par tha. Or muje maza bhi aa raha tha shayad wo bhi maza le rahi thi. Or mene fog ka deo lagaya hua tha to shayad wo bhid me mere deo ki khushboo le rahi thi or meri aur dekhake usane ek ajibb si smile ki.Fir thodi der baad bus aa gai. So hum log us bus me chad gaye waha par bahot jyada hi bhid thi to me uske ek dam samne khada ho. "Contemporary literature, actually. Author is Terry Pratchett. The book is Pyramids. And Ptraci is the queen of Djelibeybi. And if Terry Pratchett does it, it's good enough for me."Bayli looked shocked. "She reads Pratchett?"Cindy touched me like I was her little sister. "She does. And obviously she remembers what she reads." I'm so sorry, Terri. I thought they were exaggerating," Bayli said."That's okay, Bayli," I said. "I understand." Cindy," Bayli said, "You're bad enough, but everybody's. And as far as I was aware, he’d moved on. In fact, I knew he had. So why was he calling me? I almost called him back. It took every last atom of my self-control to resist.And now, Robbie. A shot in the dark. Something to fill up another empty evening. I guess I was curious more than anything. I’d put in an effort. Skinny jeans. Heels. Knit sweater and my favourite jacket. I didn’t want to look like I’d made a huge effort. I caught sight of my reflection in a shop window as I hurried along the. Als er das Schlafzimmer betrat stockte ihm der Atem.„Keinen Ton sonst steche ich Deine Frau ab!“, drohte Kai mit dem Messer an dem Hals der jungen Frau.„Fessel ihn, Jürgen!“Wie ferngesteuert packte Jürgen den Mann der wie in Trance zu sein schien und fesselte ihm mit den Kabelbindern die Hände auf den Rücken.„An die Heizung fesseln!“, befahl Kai.Jürgen schleifte den Mann, der bestimmt 10 Jahre älter als die Frau war zu der Heizung an der Zimmerecke und fixierte ihn, nachdem er sich von der.