" Call me Bob... not Mr. More, please." No, Sir... you are my husband's boss... I'll feel comfortable if I address you as Mr. More." They laughed ligh...heartedly at her.Brad said, "Julie, how about getting a drink for Mr. More?" Julie went to the kitchen to get Mr. More a double pack of whisky, which was his favourite drink. Her husband had told her that during her birthday party.She brought two glasses, one for her husband also.Her husband said, "Stand there, Julie. Why is your shorts unbuckled. ....Did I leave that light onwhen I left, or is someone in my apartment that shouldn't be there," sheasked as she stared up at the diffused light that spilled out around thelowered shades."Should I call backup," Mike asked as Jamie climbed out of his car."No. It may be just be the landlord, or.....?" Someone who noticed you haven't been home in a while," Mike suggestedas he got out of the car with her, and pulled his own gun."I'm not helpless, Mike," she grumbled as she walked toward the. More

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