He'd learned during war that anger clouded your vision and slowed your reflexes. Even during the gun battles he'd been in since the war, he wasn't ang...ry. Dillon became a cold, calculating man during those times of stress.The hand was draw poker and Dillon had an inside straight draw. No one had raised the opening bet so Dillon stayed in; it wasn't something he'd normally do but it didn't cost much more than his ante to call. When he saw the card he drew he thought, my luck's good tonight; the. "That house has been boarded up for years." Really?"Well, yeah. I heard some story about the old judge's son and a double suicide and something about a girl. I don't remember exactly. Supposedly it's been boarded up ever since. I think the city bought it and is turning into a retirement home or something like that." Oh ok. Well, I'm gonna head back to bed. I have an early meeting before the students come in. Goodnight." She slipped past her."Goodnight."Lying in bed she wondered about this. His dog. Roscoe wasn't going to be the family dog – not really. Sure, Cindy was going to learn to feed him but he wasn't going to take directions from her. Roscoe was going to be his dog and Cindy was going to learn to please the brute whenever his doggy brain desired. Roscoe would take orders from the man of the house, Jacob. And soon enough, his hot baby-girl would serve two masters – himself and his dog.Just as Cindy's father decided it was time to go in something stopped him.Yes! There it. It isalmost midnight, and Hannah is almost asleep on her feet when they reachtheir beach side chalet. They fall into bed, and sleep until mid morning. When Hannah awakes, she finds herself alone, a note from Hans tellingher he has gone to for a stroll on the beach. Why doesn't she join him fora swim? She makes herself some coffee, and then, donning her new swimsuit, she wraps herself in a large towel, and sets off to find Hans. Hannah has not gone very far, when she is shocked to see a.