The maid put down the shears and answered respectfully, “They’re pumping the pool, Debbie. Carlos asked them to fill it in with concrete.” Debbie’s jaw dropped.

“With concrete? Why?” ‘Does he hate to swim? Or did he almost drown?’

The maid shook her head.

“I have no idea. Why not ask Carlos?”

“Okay. Thanks. I’ll let you get back to work.” Despite her curiosity, she didn’t plan to ask Carlos.

She came to the parking lot, and stared at the cars, wondering whether she should drive on her own

She was still a little gun-shy, given what happened the last time she was behind the wheel.

Matan to drive her

Debbie got in the car he drove. As the car approached the

Tigr 4×4 Infantry Mobility Vehicle, manufactured by

closest thing the army had to a HUMVEE. There were only 3, 000 of those things

it be?’ Debbie realized

ask Matan to pull over so that she could say

Tigr stopped. It was

it’s Wesley,” Matan reminded

pushed the car door open and

also jumped out of his car, and fixed his sharp gaze upon

his reluctance, he greeted

face, Debbie guessed

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