His wife, Nancy, was herself engaged in a lesbian relationship with an academic colleague with his tacit support. In fact, she was gay and those in hi...s inner circle knew all about this. His other mistress, a former college intern named Kelly, had a secret (and now illegal) abortion with his full knowledge and approval (after all, it couldn?t get out to his supporters that he wasn?t the family man that he claimed to be). In essence, the Federation used religion as a smokescreen for its true. ‘Tell me just before you shoot. I’ll get ready to leave.’ ‘It gets harder each time. Their security tightens.’ ‘We only have to succeed once, now go, whore. And tell me when you’re set to fire.’ Frances grinned, nodded, grabbed the case from the rear seat and left. She made her way through the entrance and took the steps two at a time to the flat that had been rented anonymously. The heat of the city made her sweat as she pounded up the stairs but she felt cool, collected and alive. The key. It might have just worked.I looked across at Melissa. “I have some homework for you to do.”“Let me guess. You want me to hug my sister before we go to bed tonight.”I smiled at her.“I don’t think you know what you’re asking. We don’t hug each other. We don’t touch each other. We hardly talk to each other. The only time we communicate is when we’re shouting at each other. Your homework for me is going to be very hard to do.”“My dad always says that if homework is too easy then it’s a waste of. I’m going to college next year for Christ sake.”“Watch your tongue young lady,” my mother snapped.“It’s still so fucking ridiculous.” “Ava Marie,” my mother said silencing me, “you know damn well why we can’t let you stay alone, after the last time, you’ll be lucky if we let you go away to college next year.”“I fucking hate you,” I shouted and pounded up the stairs to my room.As I slammed the door to my room a movement in the corner caught my eye.“Grant, what do you think you’re doing?” I.