Sylvester poured himself a drink and settled into his favorite armchair, replaying the events of the night in his mind. Just as he was beginning to relax, he heard a familiar knock on the door.

He knew who was knocking. It was Vanessa, his fiancée. He had invited her to come over. She knew all about Sylvester and Anabel.

Sylvester got up and opened the door. He wasn't surprised when he saw Vanessa standing there with a mischievous smile on her face. She was wearing a sleek and ...