Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ldBankaswelsNovel,oneofDimitri’sbeautiesintheKingdomofDreams.Hegrabbedsomeoneelse’smoneyandsomeoneelse’sbeauty,ofcourseIfeelbad.”

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    “Ha.Ha.Ha.Ha”ughedRichard.“Myoldpal,youreallydonotuandDimitri’siions,doyou?Whydoyouthinkhebroughtallthesebeautiessafelybacktothismundaneworldandthendisappearedpletelyhimself?Hewantedeveryohemtofindtheirowndesireddestination.Youmeanyoureallydidn’tuandwhathetookgreatpainstoaplish?”

    “Really?Wasthathisiion?ThenIwon’tfeelbadatall.”saidJamaz,greatlyrelieved.

    Thedipidatedpick-uptruallyleftthegestedtraffic.Gettingoffthefreeway,ittwistedandturilitcametoaquieter,adesertedrosegarden.Thehalfburnthouseihegardenwastheirtemporaryabode.However,thedaysoftheirresidenceheremaybenumberedbecausea‘forsale’signhadbeeedatthefrorahepropertywassuretobeauedoffsooingoutofthecar,thetwoofthemwalkedtowardstheentrahegardenandstoppedabruptly.Oepsoftheentrancewasafashionablybutstilydressedyoungwoman.Shehadonalowcut,bralesstanktopandminishortsthatshowedoffherlongandshapelylegs.Thoughthesunhadsetanditwasdusktheycouldstillseeanenormousdiamondsparkledazzlinglyer.

    “Areyouwaitingforsomeone,Miss?”askedRichardwalkioher.

    “No,Iamlostanddon’tknowhowtogetoutofhere”sherepliedinalowaigvoice.

    “That’seasy”saidRichard.“Wewilldriveyouaroundtowninourcar.Youlookatthehousesandtelluswhieisyours.How’sthat?”

    “No,thatwon’tdo”shereplied.Shestoodup,showingoffheralluringfigure.Shewalkedoverandopenedhernamebrandhandbagbeforethem.“LookatallthiscashIhavehere.Whydon’tyou