Her smile then faltered to be replaced with a wicked grin. ?Itwill certainly change your perception on weddings in general and on weddinggowns in part...cular, Miss Stuck-up. And it will most certainly be a nice day.For one of us, that is.? She then left Erika's doorstep and went back to hervan. All she had to do now was to wait. Erika was sprawled on her couch in her living-room. She was eyeing the suitcasewith a mixture of scorn (mainly caused by its early appearance), curiosityand trepidation.. He had an MBA from Wharton and he had risen rapidly in the company. Everyone knew that Byron would be the next CEO after the present CEO retired. Byron was on the TV talk shows often and he served on the boards of several major corporations. His salary was in the high six figures and his bonuses and stock options almost matched his salary. Byron was the man they called to straighten out the messes that others made. He was owed many IOU s. He probably knew many secrets that others wouldn't want. S. Senate', eh? Well, I've always wanted to fuck the government and now's my chance!" Guljana stared up in terror. "But first, you're gonna tell me where that little English slit-bitch Alexa is. Come on, cunt -WHERE IS SHE?" He was looming over her, menacingly. Guljana was terribly frightened but there was absolutely no way she was going to put Alexa in danger. He was just like that Talib Commander who had abducted her in Kandahar - a vicious bully. Memories of how she had gone to the Taliban. I hate awkward situations like that. The man must have been lonely. He was talking about everything, practically telling me his life story. He babbled on for a good half hour about his ex-wife and what a bitch she was after the kid died. I figured he was trying to open me up using reverse psychology. I quickly got tired of the game and offered to tell him. I asked, ‘Okay, do you really want to know what happened to me?’ He said, ‘Yes, I would really like to know what happened to you.’ So I told.