The Struggle

“The girl friend may pose as a student of archaeology. I believe this is going to help your cause,” he suggested.

“Can you stop calling me that?” Madison fumed.

“What?” Kevin asked, not understanding.

“The Girlfriend,” she said. “My name is Madison.” 

“Ah… of course. That is fine. But it might get me a bit of time to get hang of your names, you know,” he laughed loudly. Madison noted that he looked silly when he laughed.

They got into his car and drove off. The villa was quite far from where they were and throughout the way Kevin kept on talking, about one thing or the other. Madison gathered that he was awfully chatty, and it did not matter to him if anyone responded to his conversation or not. He would just talk away from the top of his head.

Finally, they reached his villa. It was a beautiful building with magnificent views and a lot of privacy. He lived a