" No, Don't be sorry. It's all fine. You did your best. Thank you." He said and gazed around the semi lighted room.

" Who is Gallagher?" He asked as he moved closer to the ripped mattress that lay on the floor.

" A scary Thug from the city. He was the one and his gangs who had chased Maximin in this cottage." She said as she gazed at the brute manner in which the mattress were torn away. She had been heartbroken with her failed mission to keep worrying about the strong stench that was attracted the flies who had just flown in from their slumbers.

" A thug...