THE WARSAW CONNECTION
She picked a bedroom with a homely feel to her and opened the closet stocked with trouser and shirts of all types and all sizes. There were also several pairs of men sandals. She picked jeans and a blouse of her size and pushed herself into the hot shower. Getting rid of those clothes with blood, dust, and sweat was a fantastic feeling. She finally came out in a fresh piece of jeans and t-shirt, along with a pair of sandals, she looked for Garret which took her sometime as it was not easy to find someone in the gigantic house.
He was standing on the terrace wrapped in blue bathrobes pouring something in an iron basket.
“You are burning something.” She reached him asking.
“Yup. The black stain on my freedom.” He poured more whiskey on the contents of the basket and
