. then, she saw Silk Weaver, in his dressing gown, enter the room from his bedroom doorway, a drink in his hand, and the tented, pole-like protrusion ...below his belt line indicating his already erect penis.The horror of her situation struck her immediately. At the very least, he was going to rape her... and whatever else, she could only surmise in growing terror."M- Max will kill you for this!" she rasped, struggling to free her wrist from Lou Freed's powerful hand.Silk's thin face twisted into. But not for Nemi.After her combat with Alban, brief and brutal as it was, and in the fighting that followed as the Kilim were put to the sword, Nemi replayed the events over and over again in her mind, re-visualising what happened, what could have happened, and she was not happy.Oh her skills were considerable, and she had not fallen into the trap of relying on her gift for healing to save her, but, still, she was not happy.In each visualisation, Nemi saw, over and over until it was undeniable,. “When you read the book, I think you’ll get more of a flavor about why we’re the way we are today, as well as the history of the place. Cricket did a good job. She’s an author and her love of the Circle comes through in how she wrote about the place.Alice was snuggled up against Dave later that evening. “Do you think Jim and Mandy will be back?”“I think he will. He was pre-sold by reading the book twice. I’m not so sure about Mandy. She played her cards close to the vest. We never got to. She was sweating profusely.She was wearing black pants and a tight peach shirt. Her shirt wet from the upper half. I offered her chilled water and she emptied the whole bottle and looked at me with apologetic looks. She said she is from an NGO and she has come for come for fundraising and would I be interested to help her and she looked towards me with expectations. I asked her for details.She took her bag pack introduced herself as Swathi and pulled out some catalogs and a tab and started to.