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.

decided to ask Matan to

Debbie got in the car he drove. As the car approached the gates to the manor,

4×4 Infantry Mobility Vehicle, manufactured by

HUMVEE. There were only 3, 000

be?’ Debbie realized who

was about to ask Matan to pull over so that she could say hi

Tigr stopped.

it’s Wesley,” Matan reminded

as she pushed the

jumped out of his car, and fixed his sharp gaze

reluctance, he greeted her

livid face, Debbie

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