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.

ask Matan to drive

car he drove. As the car approached the gates to the manor, they opened

GAZ Tigr 4×4

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

Debbie realized who it

Matan to pull over so that she could say hi

but then the Tigr stopped. It was blocking the

Wesley,” Matan

pushed the car door open and got

his car, and fixed his sharp

he greeted her

Debbie

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