Teng took the familiar road. He broke a car's window, broke another, broke another. Passersby were jolted. Hey! Hey! Hey! SlapSlap"Ain't a madman? ""No"SlapUppercutSince it was boxing, Teng was ready, but he was breathing so high and wanted to spit. He didn't expect the uppercut. He dodged the chief opponent but fell. He tried like a cat so that his back wouldn't hit the ground but there were many, over ten against one man, one drug addict? Or just an ordinary mad fellow? Because, how on earth we would a man like this just go into the street breaking car glasses? People were guessing who he was and why he did what he did. But right on the ground, the man he trapped his head under his armpit was suffocating. He heard someone shout "I knew this man. He had done this before. The police arrived. Two days later, the Mason City prison vehicle brought him and others to the prison. The prison guards with sharp eyes and long memory could recognize his face. "Have yo

David wired money to Teng's confidant who goes strictly by the name Olaf. Call him, even by his father's name he won't hear. As soon as he saw the money, he did not smile as one who saw an alert. He knew it was not for merriment. He proceeded to Mason City. Opposite the prison gate, he disengaged from the vehicle and looked both ways before crossing the road. It was not the first time he was to visit Teng. He was the facilitator between CEO David and his men( Teng and DBD)He was the facilitator between Teng, DBD, and the prison guards. He knows where to jam any prison guard after work in the free world and where it is tough for them to talk to their senior officers, he could go. What money cannot do, more money can do it. The heavy gate opened and he ambled in. Followed the protocol. His eyes searched for the point of contact. As a man who understands, the points of contact showed up at the exact time. A medium-sized man in the prison guards' uniform with sharp eyes.

She reached the balcony and they hugged, her thick heart-melting breasts compressed between them. Not to spoil her mood, David collapsed in her arms and demanded, " Carry me." "David! "She glared. "I said carry me! " yelled David. Excited, she stooped and carried him until they crashed on the bed. Like no time to waste, she threw off her shoes, and three off her dress; her bra was strapless, she shifted the back to the front and unhooked it, flung it away, and took the straightened rod, like the blind uses the staff--her eyelids in passion closed--guessed where the entry of her sanctuary was and fixed the rod accurately. Down, down... Up... down, she was timing her movement on top of David, eyelids firmer closed with each movement. The rod carries fire like pulled out of a furnace "Ooh God! "She was the one in control yet tormenting herself. "David. Ooh God." she was gasping out, winding herself like a snake with its head lost. Accurately, she was without sense anym

"Arranged Marriage" by Miss AnnTwo months had passed before DBD traveled to Ecuador. He was expected back today. A lot had been going on underground and on the ground. Teng had been surprised independently, so without DBD, he would fail. With David, they were wondering if the Neils had abandoned the case. Teng came as David arrived. "It's like our friends have abandoned the case," David said. Teng tightened his lips, nodding. Is he to say it seems or say it's the contrary? It is the contrary. Why? What evidence? "Anything contrary?" asked David. "Let's just pray. But they can't go on with a case they robed themselves in." "I hope so," said David. Soon, Miss Ann Roosevelt will be at the home to take him around the site to see the work in progress. It was eighty-five percent completion, as she said before he traveled. Oh la la! Here she comes! "Mr. David, are we ready to go?" She sounded so professional and like she had sworn to respect Laila's marriage, did not even shake hands wi