But where and to whom?Having done all he could do at the computer for now, Bahn made a haphazard effort to straighten up his desk and went home to his... Cartier Square hi-rise apartment.Checking the refrigerator and the sparse contents of his cupboard, Bahn grabbed a small pan and made himself a fried egg sandwich and a cup of tea. He was never much of a coffee drinker but would tolerate a cup, every so often, if he had to. Bahn always preferred a good cup of strong tea with milk and one. That happened a few more times and I started losing my patience.Last time as soon as she turned her face away, I smacked her ass with my hand. Damn, it felt so good. I knew Chahat liked that kind of smashing and smacking of her ass. She turned with a furious face towards me and raised her hand to hit me. But I got hold of her hand. I took her outside the pub with less noise and nobody around.I thought that would be the perfect place to talk to her. She was very angry and wanted to go to the bar. Ben smiled weakly and shrugged. His movement made the handcuff attached to his wrist clink. ‘I’ve had better days,’ he said. He turned to the lawyer. ‘Can…can I talk to Nancy in private?’ he asked. ‘I suppose there’s no harm in letting you do that,’ Will said. He banged on the door and was let out by a deputy. Nancy crossed the room and sat down on the bench next to Ben. He looked so forlorn she felt a powerful impulse to do was take him in her arms, but she fought that impulse down. It. I kept on sneaking glances at him, and suddenly I could see that he was trying to protect me, protect my feelings, and I guess that the only way I can put it is that the guy I thought was just an asshole was really a man. I had two classes in a row, and they just dragged on. I probably should have just cut class, because I didn’t get a thing out of either one. Thing is, I need those classes, because they’re in my major, and I need to get my degree, so that I can support Lucy. Doc and I haven’t.