After giving me his name he stops for a moment, waiting for the jokes to start. I grin while saying, “OK, Rob, I won’t give you any grief over the...name.” He smiles, and starts in with what he can tell me about his work history, because most of it’s still confidential.Walking into the suite we’re met by Lia wearing a robe, I thought the call was to warn her of my guest. She’s at the bar as she asks for drinks: we both go for cokes. Lia brings them to us when we sit on chairs in the lounge area.. He laughed. “You appear better than you were yesterday.”“Yes. I spoke with my son.”“The nungungi. Did he take away a burden?”“He suggested part of a method.” I leaned forward. “Do you know the Dreamtime story of how the kestrels brought back the life of Wildu, the eagle?”“Yes.”“And Wildu revenged himself upon Wakala and Kinita.”“Yes.”“Some weeks ago, my wife Weena-nungungi was taken. I have been traveling seeking revenge.”“Revenge is not a good emotion.”There was a knock on the door and a woman. 7:45 baj chukka tha. Bhabi weha se nikal kar Bhabi rasoi me se Chachaji (Pitaji ke chote bhai) ke liye khana lene chali gayee. Chacha ji ko khana unhone apne haat se khana khilaya aur fir unka muh saf kiya. Main ye sab kuch darwaje ke peeche se dekh rahi thee. Chachaji bilkul bhi nahi hil sakte the. Bhabi ne unke kapde change karne ke liye utare. Unko kurta pehenaya par dhoti nahi pehenayee. Kharab kapde unhone bathroom me rakhee aur wapas aye. Chachaji ka lund pakad kar unhone sehelana shuroo. “No one cares. Take a look around.” I do as she says, discovering Lucas taking another sip of his beer. He raises his brows and gives me a look I can’t quite decipher. It takes an effort to tear my gaze away from him, but when I do I find a few other couples engrossed in each other in the same way Beth and I have been. Only Lucas and his friend are actually watching us, and to John it seems to be more of a passing amusement than anything else. My attention returns to Beth and I let out a slow.