I was there for some duration. I am sure everyone has heard about Salt Lake in Kolkata. I had got a number of a Bengali house wife via chatting let’...s call her Mrs. M. It’s not that she was desperate and gave out her number the very 1st day. We used to talk often and one day she handed out her number to me. I have delighted and excited at the same time. Dirty mind thinks always about sex can’t help it. Then we started talking over the phone but regular stuff. She never used to open up if I tried. He saw nothing. Then he heard a faint sob from the bedroom."Marie?" he called, "Are you all right?" No, I just shot a man," came her muffled voice from the bedroom.Slowly, Jesse entered the bedroom. Marie stood to one side of the room by the bed. A body lay sprawled on the floor. Jesse rolled the body over onto its back. It was the man who first came out of the barn to investigate the arrival of the horses. Jesse checked for a pulse and found none."Come on out into the front room. I'll call. " A new voice suddenly introduced itself from the depths of the woods.She turned over onto her back quickly, her eyes looking around rapidly. "Hello? Who's there?" No one of any consequence." The voice replied, seeming to shift around her, obscured behind the tree trunks and the growing shadows. "What are you doing here so late?"Belle blinked for a moment, trying to focus on the ever-changing point of the voice. It seemed to be floating around her, circling the edge of the glade, the owner. When they escaped, the order to kill them was given by Boudrie, who was the lover of the man you killed. When we checked his prints, we found out he had been a Legionnaire with Boudrie when he deserted. They grew up together and had been lovers since childhood. His real name was Beau De Chance, and was an officer in Boudrie's personal guards. All the men who were with him had been in the Armies of several different countries at one time or another. I think I have taken up enough of your time.