FLETCHER'S POV

"And afterward she left me,"

I wrapped up relating the occasions of the night to Carlos. We both sat in our lounge, drinking from a keg of beer, loosening up following a day of difficult work keeping everything under control and harmony in Belmont.

Carlos laughed.

"Did you think Bianca is one of those ladies who will fall for your gimmicks?"

I contemplated his inquiry briefly. Bianca was nothing similar to any of the ladies I had been with before. She resembled an invulnerable fort, significantly harder to attack than Port Alvarez.

"Truly I never thought I might meet somebody I'd want to mate with. So I never...