Either way, the redhead exited the train through the doors opposite theside she was sitting on, allowing Simon to watch her hips sway and asstwitch as...she made her way out of the car. Unfortunately, while hersmart, gray slacks were tight around her rear, they didn't do much toshow off her legs. Too bad she's such a bitch, he thought. With abody like that I wish she was more willing to show it off and share it.As the train slid away from the station he looked back towards thebrunette on the. In the envelope were several photos, each showing two men using an electronic key card to enter our room, and the same two men leaving. All photos were time stamped, and I could plainly see that one of the men was Massoud. The other was a complete stranger to me, but I memorized his face and body-build. The time stamp indicated the illicit entry was made shortly after Winnie played her part about buying the Yacht.The last two photos showed my messenger, removing the devices, doing something to. .” She smiles once more as she speaks “I care about him, and he is willing to put up with me so...”Cutting in, I tilt her chin up slightly, and feel my heart begin to thud as I strain to hold myself back, yearning to tell her that he doesn’t deserve her, that she should leave the scumbag, that she... That she could be with me, that I would make her smile every day. I shake my head, cutting back to the moment at hand as I speak “No... It’s not enough for him to ‘put up’ with you...” Gazing deep. Ironic, I know. It was interesting to note that nether Fithian or Vostich were able to detect it. It seemed to be the perfect non-detectable hide out, and that was saying something, with magic users!I made my way to Mirwanna's part of the palace, and set my jaw. I would not be put off or placed in a cue of some sort. I had to talk to someone about my wife, and it had to be Mirwanna.I strode with a determination that I did not usually use in the relaxed atmosphere of the palace. I arrived at.