He stood still, fists clenched. The guard with the pole forced the loop over Tristan's head and pulled it tight. The wire cut into his neck. His breat...h caught, eyes bulging. Tristan fell to his knees.His vision blurring, Tristan looked up as the guard eased the tension on the wire. The female Sicceian stood with a smile playing on the corners of her mouth. "Bring it."The wire tightened, forcing Tristan to his feet, and the one holding the gun clamped his wrists with cuffs. He was pulled out of. In fact, they did not need it all. Arindam told Tuli not to take tension, somehow everything would be managed. After 3 days, Arnab reached their place. Arindam had gone to Ahmadabad railway station to receive him. Tuli was very happy to see him. They all chatted together a lot; Arindam became friendly with Arnab. After dinner they were to take bed, and three of them were to be somehow accommodated. Finally it was arranged that Arindam would be in the middle while the guest and Tuli would be on. She briefly pictured her mother, beautiful, university educated and wickedly smart, frittering away the best years of her life as a traditional housewife in a nondescript, cookie-cutter suburb, selflessly supporting her husband on his slow climb up the corporate ladder and raising a pair of ungrateful kids. Abby couldn’t imagine the sacrifice. She’d vowed, even as a young girl, never to sacrifice her potential for anyone. She’d circled the five. ‘I act on my fantasies.’ Abby assumed the. She sent messengers to summon the pirate vampire, Lafitte, to her underground lair.It is important to understand Lafitte was first and foremost, a pirate. A pirate in every sense of the word. He wore pirate garb. He spoke in pirate lingo. He never thought to seduce a woman. He would take a woman as a prize. She was booty. Booty in the form of treasure. Treasure to be plundered. To be ravaged. To be spoiled forever from the touch of any other man. Lafitte's cold hands took them all. Close to his.