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 for

As the car approached the gates to

was a GAZ Tigr 4×4 Infantry Mobility Vehicle, manufactured

HUMVEE. There were only 3, 000 of those things

Debbie realized who

pull over so that

Tigr stopped. It was blocking the

it’s Wesley,” Matan

pushed the car door open and got

jumped out of his car, and

he greeted

livid face, Debbie guessed this

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