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Mouse covers up a yawn as she pulls into a private garage. She spots an old light blue with wood paneling caprice station wagon parked inside the garage. Standing next to the car was a middle-aged black hair woman. She looked to be wearing a dark blouse and faded blue jeans. She just watches as she parks.

Chris spots the middle-aged woman and wonders who she is. He looks towards Mouse “do you know her?”

Zoey tosses and turns as images filter through her dreams warning her of upcoming danger and past dangers. The image of her father being tortured to death in his home office, while she watched from her hiding spot. The thundering sound of the gun going off. She felt the pain her father suffered and then nothing as his life slipped away.

A loud clap of thunder wakes her from her dreams. She sits up in bed and looks around her. It takes her mind a few seconds to register where she was. She looks around the plain-looking room, as she sat in bed while the covers pooled around her.

Mouse checks into the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino. She informed her Aunt Anika that she was going to spend two nights in Atlantic City. She had booked a suite in the South Tower Apollo Ocean suite, which gave her a nice view of the ocean.

She walks over towards the huge window and moves the curtain aside to look out towards the ocean. She loved how clear the day was and spotted people out on the water, enjoying their sailboats and such.

“So, where are you going on vacation, Mouse?” Diana looks at her friend as she packs.

“New York, New York. My Uncle Jack has an apartment I can stay in while I’m there and my Aunt Anika is going to pick me up at the airport.” Mouse has never been on vacation by herself and she was surprised that the Chief of the Secret Intelligence Service was allowing her to go to America.

Elliot looks at the black one-piece swimsuit hanging from the shower head. He had just gotten back from the beach with his cousins and was jealous. Two of his female cousins had brand new swimsuits that were very cute. He loved how they looked on his cousin and he wishes he had his cousin bodies.

He slips his trunks off and pull his aunt’s swimsuit off the shower neck and tries its own. It was a little loose on him, but he liked how it felt. He showers while wearing it. As he finishes his shower, he doesn’t want to take it off, but he has no choice.