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“They got out through here, boss,” he said to his superior
who made a note of that; they inspected a couple more windows
and then they took their leave.
George and Tyson started getting the today’s food ready
as Anton was in his domain and busy with his laundry work when
Mary paid him a visit. Soon as she got inside she fell in his arms
and they exchanged a long kiss. Her face was crystal clear as if the
sun was focused only on her, her lips tasted sweet this morning,
Anton felt, and her body was willing and ready; however other
things were in front of them and in their minds at this time.
“What a horrible thing,” she exclaimed referring to last
night’s murder.
“I know sweetheart,” Anton said looking in her eyes, “but you
know sweet baby, I surely believe in a universal justice that usually
appears as if from nowhere and allots to one what one deserves.”
“I agree my love, yet what a horrible way to die; do they
know who did it?”
“No, not yet, but they’ll do their job and eventually they’ll
get to it,” Anton added still holding her tight to his body and
letting his hands travel down to her contours which made him
feel very frisky at this moment.
“What happened to Marcus and Deborah I wonder,” she
thought aloud to which Anton didn’t make any comment.
“It’s time you consider seriously to leave this place, baby,”
he said to her.
“I thought about it my love and I have decided, yes, it’s
time to leave this place, but what shall we do, where shall we go?”
Anton’s face brightened up, his lips smiled the most beautiful
smile at her, he hugged her even tighter and they kissed
again: a long passionate kiss. She laughed at his spontaneity and
pulling a little away she asked…

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