IT's SUNDAY afternoon and the rain starts pouring. A black Mercedes was parked in front of a building waiting for someone. The driver grew impatient and dialed the number. After the first ring, the driver heard a knock on his window.

He unlocks the passenger seat and lets her in. "Holy shit, Latton. What happened to you? Did you get mugged?" He asks with a concerned look on his face while staring at the bruise on her face and neck.

"No, I had a very steamy night," she says, her head lowered in embarrassment.

"Dad, can’t see me like this. I need to stay at your place for a while,"...