She was thrilled, because when she came out she could see, just by Brandon's expression, that he more than approved. He stood up and walked to her, sm...iling, with a glass of champagne and she thanked him as she stood there and allowed his eyes to roam over her entire body. She had never seen such excitement in a man's eyes and it motivated her to actually turn around for him as if modeling so he could get the full affect of her body. He told her he had never seen such sexiness in a woman and it. If there were any Carthian kine in the building, he’d deal with them. Jack told him to avoid killing, even the thralls and ghouls, and he would try, but fire limited his options. If he had to cut through a dozen bodies to get to Amanda, he would.Nothing. He stalked forward through the hall, checking and opening doors for each office. Not all were on fire, but most were. The Carthians must have attacked the building from multiple sides, and thrown in molotovs or incendiary explosives. He found. The realtor had given me directions, but she was unable to get there straight away, possibly wouldn’t arrive for at least another hour; some family emergency, or other.The utilities had long been off, the bills had been unpaid; but no one had bothered checking up on the two women staying in the house.The mother, Helen, didn’t even own a car, she didn’t have her licence. Neither did she work. Cindy, her daughter, had not attended school in quite a while. They were both looking very malnourished;. I am 46, 5' 10" and about 180. I consider myself in pretty good shape.I place my bets with a black employee, named Ron, who works in the accounting department. He makes me look small in size. He is 6' 3", about my age, and would weigh in at 240. He looks like all muscle. I have been dreading the day he asks me to pay up. He has been letting my bets slide, and now I'm into him for about 50,000. I don't even like to think about what he will do, when he gets tired of covering my losses. His bosses.