The next day, however, dad and her fought, and from what I could overhear, he had never come up that night. “What an idiot,” I thought, as I kept ...to myself and tried not to betray my emotions on my face that day, as per usual.So here I was, sitting alone on a Friday night, watching TV and wondering why I heard nothing. Not dad stumbling into something. Not Andrea and her quiet walk padding up behind me. Nothing. It was creepy, almost eerie.You know how you get used to bad so much that you don’t. He got fuel and continued on to Mexico city, arriving after dark that night. He slept in the plane with a pistol under his pillow.Before six the next morning he called his friend and gave his location at the airport. By eight he and the gold were in the garage under the bank. The bank had sent an armored car and a limousine.The gold was weighed as Robert watched.There was six hundred twenty four pounds by the Bank's scales. That computed to the sum of three million eight hundred fifty three. So she came up with this plan. Help the mother on her way to see her maker. Seduce the father in his time of grief, gain the child's confidence, take him away and get him to play act he's been kidnapped and make some money. Besides if something went wrong there was no way she could be tracked down. She had used a false name and even went to the extreme of changing her hair colour and used contact lenses to change her eye colour.She dried herself and went on to check on her sister and the child.. Krista drew the queen of diamonds. Jackie turned over the king of hearts. Mindy turned the king of diamonds and blushed. Ruth Eleanor turned the king of Clubs. She turned to Pauline who turned the queen of the same suit. ‘Looks like your pussy pie is all mine.’ Liz looked to Lorene, ‘It looks as though you and me will be serving. Now it’s a question of whose cunt custard gets tasted by who.’ Lorene turned to Janet and showed her the queen of clubs. ‘I’m all yours. Your hairless merangue, so to.