For one inhibition to be overcome—most likely suicide—is very rare. To have both the inhibitions against murder and suicide violated at one time b...rders on impossible. Four well-behaved slaves killing their high-profile owners within 50 kilometers of each other and within ten days is, well, the saying is that once is an accident, twice is coincidence and three times is enemy action. I want to brainstorm who is responsible for killing those senators. The slaves were NOT responsible." You have. .." He watched her leotard-covered bottom wiggle its way to the ladies changing area. A minute or so later, having finished his morning workout, Sven, holding his towel carefully and strategically, also went to get changed.As he showered, Sven mused over Jay. Younger than he, she had taken to flirting outrageously on the odd times their paths crossed. Usually she only treated him like this when the gym was fairly quiet, but this morning there had been others around. He felt a little uneasy. If I looked too closely, I’d see universes being born or souls being created. It was terrifying and majestic and personal and impersonal all at the same time. And they were there. These creatures. They were starving and had been there for ages beyond counting. Don’t ask me how I knew that, I just did. They desperately needed out. I could hear their thoughts, but couldn’t understand them. They communicated in, in numbers and equations and formulas and in, I don’t know. It was all just so cold.. ” I hand him a glass of wine. “My mother said all men should know how to cook. We used to take turns cooking in our household. Another reason to keep me, don't you think?” He taps my nose with a floured finger, a smirk appearing on his face. “Ha, I'm not so sure now!” Grabbing a paper towel, I wipe my nose off, before pinching a bit of the flour and tossing it at him. “Oh, she can play dirty. I like that.” He shakes his head, as the flour falls to the floor. “With an older brother who liked to.