"The spoils of success" she called them according to the regular updates that I got from my mum.She had called me when she became suspicious of the fr...equent "boys weekends" that her husband Jeff took with his mates - she thought he was having an affair, and was looking for some proof or otherwise.I thought that if he was, then he had to have rocks in his head - Ava was one hot little lady. Especially today with my eyes continually drawn to the gaps in her bathrobe - she had greeted me at the. Sharma and I was free coz my mom wasn’t in home, the maid whom mum appointed wouldn’t come today as I had called up a local worker( whom I had believed to be her hubby) near her home and told him to tell her not to come. That morning, The phone in my home rang and I picked it upMrs. Sharma: hello?Me: yes Mrs. Sharma!Mrs. Sharma: ha shanu today Prakash (Mr. Sharma) is coming this evening so I’m extremely sorry that I can’t come to your home today.I was shocked and angry so I started complaining. So she and Mattdecided to go swimming until I came home and could help get some newarticles of clothing, but the only suit that would fit was your old greenone..." Wait a minute," Zoe insisted. "'Stacy'? This is Butch. And "She"? It'sHE! HE!" And she glared at me.Liz replied: "Butch was a nickname; the birth certificate always saidStacy. And as for the feminine pronoun, it's because of what happenedright after they went swimming, so bear with me."Zoe nodded grimly."So Matt forgot he had invited. You did not do that and sent corp security after me.”I stepped back, putting the screamer away and then the small screen. I pulled the pistol from my right leg and shot him through the forehead. I slipped back through the hidden panel and closed it behind me. It was an hour before I stepped back onto the platform and boarded another tram. This one was a bullet tram and it took me twenty minutes to travel two thousand kilometers.This time I was not hiding who I was and walked out of the tram.