"Garret winced. "What did you do after she told you that?" Agreed with her." Sighing she gave him a glance full of humor at herown expense. "Then I... cleaned up my mess. It isn't as if I hadn't donethings like that before. Though I did have to throw the clothes I waswearing overboard after that. Though they would have likely gone thatway without the cleaning given the fact that I hadn't changed them fortwo days and actually was quite ill that first day at sea." I know you were." Garret. She struggles and he pulls her against the wall and shoves her to the floor, putting a foot on her stomach to keep her there."What are you doing?!" she screams.He flashes a knife and begins slowly undoing his jeans."I'm going to teach you that rich bitches who ignore their old pals are the ones who really get fucked."She squints but can barely make out his face. She squeals as he suddenly pulls her up to her knees and holds her there by the hair."If you try any funny shit I'll slit your throat. It didn’t help that her dinner the day before had had to be split in two as an old family friend had stopped by. She glanced at the clock on the wall near the front. It was exactly midday. She picked one of the darkest rows and meandered down to find a favorite nook of hers. On the other days when she did not have lunch she would always sit here and look down at the pier watching as the tourists walked about the bustling city. From her vantage point she could also see the Sangster International. ’ ‘I will give my boss that message. I am sure that it would give him the impression that you are not fooling around. Goodbye all.’ After George left the room, Marti sent Gary a text, on her secure telephone. She let him know that there was a security breach, on their computers, and that the enemy knows our every move!’ When Gary received the text, he was livid. In his entire career as a computer programmer, and security expert, no one had ever broken through his firewall programs. He was.