Don’t ask, I never did and don’t want to know.”“Salandin? Andrew, that name, I know it,” said Brena.“And where would you have heard that n...me before?”“It’s not a name. I suspect your real name was meant to go more like this. Andrewel Markenin of the Salandin Estates.”“What?” His eyes narrowing in suspicion at what she was about to say.“Andrew, my father was part of Mercs as well. He had a map in the main hall of the guild. I used to study it and Salandin was a fairly large Dutchy not far from. .." Your job?" Duane asked. "Or your wife?"Owen thought for a moment. "Can I be there the first time you fuck her to watch? Man! She's so sexy! If only she wasn't so damn frigid! You know how much that'll turn me on to watch you bang the shit out of her? Maybe even make a video? You know, to remember her by?" Yeah, I know your fantasies too well, man!" Duane said with a grin. "You told me once how turned on you'd to see her gang-banged. Listen, man, we can both bang her together when you give. The neighbor’s son told me he was going to take a shower just in case and he would be back in a few. Then as he left to take a shower my wife popped online and I immediately asked her if she was ready take them pictures for me. My wife then said with whom, and I told her that the Brandon would be over in a few minutes, and I sent him a message telling him she was ready. It did not take long for him to come over, because just a few minutes after I told her that he was coming over Brandon. I didn’t for a minute believe that he was doing anything out of his altruistic nature, though I came to suspect that it pleased Angel to see money going to various charities. And it pleased me to see title to Far East Exchange transferred back to Earl Schwarz.It was going to take a couple of days for me to move all the funds that Simon had identified and not leave tracks until it was too late to follow them. Simon sat across from me with his sleeves rolled up and his collar unbuttoned. Gold.