Sipping slowly, I wasn't even half way done with my drink when my angel rocked me to my core."You are sitting in my seat."Looking up the sight of my g...oddess stole the breath from me and I gasped which made her smile demurely."I said you are sitting in my seat." Your seat?" I was in awe but at least I wasn't that tongue tied."Yes, my seat. I have been coming here every Saturday for the last three months. You can ask Glory and this is where I have sat every time." Glory?" I didn't care who Glory. ”“Sorry,” Jake said. “I really don’t know what to talk to you about.”“How did you know where to take me last night?” Béla wanted to know.“Oh, that,” Jake said, glad to have a question he could answer. “Well, I know what buildings and houses are unoccupied – it’s part of my job, you see. And I sort of… Um, well, I turned the electricity on in the abandoned brownstone a couple of hours before I picked you up.”“And the shackles on the wall?” Béla asked. “They were already there?”“No, of course. Pressed? Hell he must have made some damn heavy threats if she was this pissed.At the other end of the line an Auburn haired woman took a very deep breath. Why in the hell wasn't she able to impress upon her daughter the seriousness of her situation? Those twenty three hostages had held a few VERY important people in their ranks; including a US senator. As it was now, the jury was still out on whether they would be executed or not. The General was the only one who was holding back the. My fridge hummed quietly as I pull it open to inspect its contents. I came up, satisfied, with the three or four packages I knew I had in there, as well as my favourite bottle of white wine from the little vineyard I visit once a year. I turned and grabbed one more crucial package from my pantry and set everything down on my counter. By the time he walked into the kitchen, the water was already on the boil and I was chopping at the counter - the pancetta had to be broken down to little strips-.