Cynthia Richards” on a nameplate and below it, a fluorescent Post-it note with a scrawled “nobody calls her that and lives”.Cindy snickered. “...omebody wanted to be formal. It’s not how we do things here.” She opened the door. I’ve seen worse offices. This one has a ‘lived in’ look. The standard diplomas on the wall, and pictures – young girl standing on top of a big block of something with about forty construction workers in front of it. Young girl beside an airplane with an older guy. Bunch. .maine dekha wo burke me ek aurat thi..khai mai fir se so gaya.wo ek haath badha kar winow ko pakdi hui thi is wajah se uski bodi side se mere peeth me ragad rahi thi..mujhe accha lag raha tha isliye mai bhi neend ka bahana kar k apne peeth ko uski haatho se ragadne laga.thodi der dheere dheere mai aisa hi karta raha fir fir ragadna thoda tej kar diya aur baad me bahut tej tej ragadne laga par mai ye dekh kar hairan rah gaya ki wo kuch bhi bol nahi rahi thi..ab to mera hausla aur bhi badh gaya. "Her mind has ... flaws."She lightly kissed him on the lips before following Verdé down the corridor. Phil felt totally confused.A hand grabbed his and pulled. Phil turned and looked down into the impish face of Cérulea."Come on," she said. "Come and play with me."She dragged Phil through the door and into a small hallway lined with simple wooden doors."Now where shall we play," Cérulea said, her face pursed in concentration.She opened a door onto a child's bedroom. A gigantic bed was covered. The money will go into his account." WHAT? Noooo, Gina!"Baby... Do not be dramatic." Gina, we will leave. We will go to Argentina. Please do not do this!"*Knock On Door*"Baby this will happen. We aren't running away. You are in no position to decide. Now go answer the door."I open the door and it is none other than Fred. "For once you won't get a black eye from me, bitch!" He says to me in a very snarky manner."Fred, please sit down," Gina says to him. "Honey go get him a drink." Fred is just.