“That might be a good idea,” he says.
I look at him and raise my eyebrows. “You will do what I say, understand?”
He nods and I leave to go outside. I walk into the garden adjacent to the reception hall and under a weeping willow tree where I sit on a half-moon stone bench. After about ten minutes of waiting I see my nephew and his wife come out of the hall and light up a cigarette. After they take a hit, they both relax against the wall with relief. I see my nephew look up and at me before grabbing his wife’s hand to lead her into the garden. They walk around for a few minutes before finding me under the willow tree on the bench.
Upon seeing me, she turns to Brian and slaps him. I instantly feel anger in sue my body as my emotions come back to normal from my last assignment.
“This b***
