Chapter 4
My week at work was a breeze, Mark was among the missing and Art dropped by my office to thank me for picking up the lunch tab, promising to pay for the next lunch. I spent most of my time gazing at the Boston skyline and drinking too much coffee. Also, thinking up many possible conspiracy theories that Dominick could uncover, with no thought about his girl. On Saturday, Muriel came to my place as planned. She wore short shorts, a blouse that tied off just below her sexy breasts and flip flops. My first impulse was to bed her but pushed back this insane thought. We decided to walk the few blocks to Victor's place for an afternoon at his patio pool.
Shortly after ariving our conversation turned to my evening with Dominick and his wild stories. Muriel was interested in his plan
