It was about a year ago that i was driving home from a Golf day on the outskirts of the City. I was about 30 minutes away when i decided to stop of at... a pub for a swift drink. It was while i sat at the Bar that i noticed her, her being my sister-in-law.The problem was that the Man she sat with was certainly not her husband Andrew, and they definatley seemed to be enjoying each others company. I quickly moved to a vantage point so i could see them without them seeing me, there was a lot. She had had her job at the office for about ten months now, so she was able to witness Rob’s quick downward spiral. His fiancée left him at the altar a year ago after a five year relationship, saying he was boring and never tried anything adventurous, she thought she was still too young to be tied down to someone like him for the rest of her life. Rob had always greatly enjoyed his work, but after his break-up, he poured himself into it: he became the first to come in every morning and the last. Mr. Ravenshot had given me a couple of days to think things out. I used those days. First, I did some research and found that the Proctor Roger Clinic in Sacramento would do the surgery at 10AM on Friday. Danny had fallen down on a Tuesday. Next, I scheduled the surgical appointment. I hired an ambulance to drive Danny there. The passes here are as high as 2500 meters and Danny needed oxygen at only 1500 meters in order to avoid brain damage—if not merely to stay alive. I paid up Danny's. "Are you?"He didn't say anything. She wriggled out of his grasp and took a couple of steps back, wobbling a bit on the heels. Turning, she looked over her shoulder and said, "Would you unzip me, please, Mark?"He tugged down the zipper of her dress. She leaned forward, easing it off her shoulders and down her body. It fell to her ankles, and she stepped out of it. Under the dress she wore a pink teddy, its front laces undone, with black stockings and bright red shoes. She was sure that she.