Book: If tomorrow comes

Jeff is part of my tomorrow. And that tomorrow has already arrived.

They will get married and will forever refuse illegal shenanigans! "God is with them, not going to miss them, thought Tracy. - Life is more fun just because I'm now Mrs. Stevens.

How do you think, should we officially inform the police about our retirement?

Most people look for this brand and do not represent its true value. But you, sir, I see, a fan of brands like me. In them the history of the world.

All the painting was called "Shooters company of captain Frans banning Coca and Lieutenant Willem van Ruytenburch". The picture was distinguished by extraordinary clarity and color and composition, and portrayed soldiers who at the beginning of his picturesquely dressed commander was preparing to step up to the guard.
- It's hard to believe that Rembrandt for the painting in full ogreb trouble, ' said Jeff.
Why? She's amazing!
- His patron, that this captain on the painting, did not like that the artist paid so much attention to other figures.

Something that I did in Madrid, it was not for the money. It's something like a game - a challenge. That's why we're doing what you're doing. Am I not right? Get the task, which at first glance cannot cope. And start looking for a solution.
I know. At first I did it for the money. But then for something else. By the way, squandered on this occupation a lot of equity. It is a pleasure to compete wit with a smart, successful, but dishonest people. Love to live at risk.

Such lovely people, the Dutch, Tracy has not yet met.
They all seem so happy, she said.
Don't forget, initially they - people-flowers. Tulips.

Amsterdam is a Paradise for tourists. The land of windmills and dykes, where the gable roof overshadow webs edged with trees, canals, and the floating houses that are decorated with boxes of geraniums, flapping in the wind linen.

Welcome back to life.

You, miss Whitney, is a gang of women, ' said Cooper.

The Prince walked slowly, enjoying the opened before his eyes a feast of colors. He patronized the arts and loved artists on the paintings which came to life and became eternity past.

And so began the tale. It unfolded gradually. On stage relaxed step out performers. Women were bright skirts, blouses and flowers in a beautiful, high Andalusian coiffures. Men - traditional-fitting trousers, waistcoats and shining boots of horse-leather. The guitarist took a sad tune, but one of the seated women began to sing. <...> Dancer came to center stage and started with a simple zapateado - began to print the steps, but gradually the rhythm guitar melody quickened and the tempo of the dance increased, until it reached a sensual frenzy - something like that in ancient times was born in the ancient Gypsy tents.

Long she lay awake and thought about what you had no right to think. Its a very long time not worried about the man. Too much hurt her Charles, and Tracy didn't want to suffer again. Jeff Stevens was an amusing companion, but Tracy had no doubt that would not let him closer. Very easy to fall in love with this. But very stupid. Disastrous. Although it is nice.

For the three months Jeff good to know my companions on the table. Ed Zeller had paid millions in bribes to build a factory in Libya. The head of a Quincy Max enterprises bought the company and secretly warned friends when to buy and sell shares. The richest man at the table Alan Thompson boasted policy of his company: "unless you change the damn law, we are putting the old man in the year before retirement. Save lots of money." All of these men cheated on taxes, led by the nose by insurance companies falsified payment account and provided mistresses to the salaries of secretaries and assistants. "Jesus, thought Jeff. - The same schemers, just well Packed. Manage the inflated firms."