It did not take long.Constance Alexandra Roasburie, September Quarter 1948, Chester, Mother’s Surname: Walsh. Connie!Bells were ringing all through ...y head. Chester. Alexandra – Xandra or Sandra for short.But she was Sandra Christleton. Hang about! If this was Connie, she did not want to be found, so she would change her name. Penny had mentioned that she had been born in Christleton and they moved to Rowton when she was seven. People who change their names tend to use aliases that they can. For a moment, the player justlaughed down at his worshiping little face as he cooed prettily up ather, before leaning down to kiss his big, upturned lips. The crowdcheered even louder as they made out, the player running her handsacross his warm little body, and eventually sliding a hand up his tinylittle skirt and grabbing shamelessly at his gorgeous ass. I looked across at the few boys in the audience, all obviously therewith dates. They just sat there, backs straight, handbags. This was not New York where everyone was constantly attached to their cell phone, this was Paris, even though she saw as many people connected here as she had ever seen in New York. But she certainly did not expect her darling Alex to be one of them. It was not fair. By the time they had reached the river, Alex must have called a half-a-dozen people, each conversation seemingly longer than the one before it, the French so blindingly fast and alien that she stopped even trying to follow the. . that didn't help. The hammering got louder.With a high pitched Italian accent, "Who ess et?" Sultry asked.The hammering stopped."I'm just taking a bath," she said, "Come back later." Also in an atrocious Italian accent.It sounds completely stupid ... but the robbers moved back to the bank lobby. It was only a couple of seconds of double-take on the part of the robbers, but that was just enough. It was just long enough for the Hero and his companions to exit the vault. They made short work of.