The Cesarine’s soft lilt was hypnotizing. Carver handed her a drink. Caroline put it to her lips. Sweet, cold and powerful — the liquor snapped Ca...roline out of the dream she had found herself in. And may have had the opposite effect that Carver had intended. She was no longer spellbound by her surroundings, but fully aware of whom she was with and what he was capable of. Caroline turned away from the window. ‘It’s a Caribbean orange liqueur — made from the Grand Cayman’s finest rum,’ Carver. Jab mai 8 baje waha pahucha to maine dekha ki 7-8 students hai jo computer me kuchh sikh rahe hai. Fir maine register me name likha and sign kiya or reception wale bhai ne mujhe ek computer par bethne ko kaha. Mai thodi der waha betha raha to koi sikhane aaya nahi to mene ush bhai ko kaha ki sikhane kon ane wala hai to usne kaha abhi bulata hu. Fir vo ek room mai gaya or aakar wapas vahi beth gaya or mujhe kaha ki 2 minut mai aa rahe hai.Fir thodi der baad ek mast ladies aayi jinko dekh kar. "I know you arealways faithful to me, honey!" Where was it that you were going?" Kenny asked us. "Texas?" Yeah. My extended family owns a small ranch there, up in thePanhandle," Jake said. "Nobody has lived there year round since mygrandparents moved here, but my father's relatives have kept the houseas a getaway for the winter months. They agreed to let us stay therefor a week or two. We jumped at the chance as we thought every one ofus could use a little vacation." Life's been pretty hectic. They must have had someone watching just us because each new course through that meal was delivered moments after we finished the last. More interesting was how the shadows deepened on the far side of our small table throughout the night. We could always tell whether there was anyone standing there but it became increasingly difficult to see anything about the staff as the night went on. The table itself was well-lit but our shared chair was in a dim cone and the space beyond the table far.