Liv immediately turned around and used the Surefire to locate the Steyr, which had lodged itself under the gas pedal during the crash. The last full m...gazine took longer to find. It was stuck under the passenger seat at an odd angle. Liv stuffed the Steyr into the band of her skirt, grabbed the Go Bag from the passenger seat and crawled out of the ruined car. The knee high boots protected her legs as she crawled through the chunks of glass littering the car. She used the Go Bag to protect her. Everyone was having steaks that night but Little Fox only wanted a few pieces cut from Chris' large one. Louise, an attractive middle-aged brunette, had a small piece too. The men liked the big cuts that were served."It's been such lovely weather lately," Louise said, almost afraid to say it."Hasn't it!" Gabrielle agreed."Great day for golf," Chris said. He had played nine holes and loved the fact that he was finally given permission to hit the links once more. Little Fox had worked, Chris went. His eyes were downcast. He went to a booth. Amy had read in the papers that Tommy’s financial adviser had stolen twenty million dollars from him. Soon after, his wife divorced him. So much for true love. For a man with two Super Bowl rings, he did not convey the look of a champion as he sat hunched over his drink. Amy studied him for a few minutes. Picking up her glass, she walked over to his table. ‘Hi, I’m Amy, can I sit down?’ Tommy looked up. ‘ I usually sit alone. ‘ ‘So do I. But, you. Steph was watching a documentary in the living room. Some show about a guy who owned cats or something. It wasn't really your thing, but she seemed to enjoy it. Coming in to sit beside her, you admired your fiancee's beauty as you did everyday. Long flowing blonde hair, a thin tight body, and gentle blue eyes. She cast you a halfway glance as you came in before returning her attention to the TV. "Hey." she said simply."Hey baby." You said smiling. "How was your day?" Just another boring day at.