She dressed her self and left me in her bedroom without saying another word.

I got to my room; I rarely step into this room now other than to get my clothes. Carmen still hasn’t stepped foot in this place. It surprises me; I think she knows the stuff that I hide and she her self don’t want to see it.

I opened the door of my closet and ran though the hanged suits in there; still perfectly ironed. Not to waste any time left. I put on the second suit hanged in there. I looked to the nines with what I am wearing.

I know Jenny is waiting in her car outside of the house. I looked at my self at the small mirror. White crisp shirt; black silk tie with fine white stripes and the suit finished it perfectly and also the perfect touch of silver cufflinks. Lastly of course; I put on my shoes. My hair perfectly combed back. It felt ages since I’ve been like this and feel like this. And it felt so wonderful; to feel this power overcome me.

Then I opened the smaller case; the place that I store my guns. I touched the leather holster that goes to my ankle and the daggers that are stacked nicely in the place. I took that one out and placed it on my right ankle.

Of course I had to carry a gun with me. I grabbed the .38 caliber with me; it’s filled with bullets. I tucked it in at the back of my suit pants. I put on a shoulder holster on me before I put my blazer on. I held the .44 magnum in my right hand; it fitted my hand perfectly and it felt so good in this hand of mine. I placed the .44 magnum into the holster case and also the two spare magazine carriers.