The breeze restaurant was filled to the brim that evening. After a busy day at work, the residents were enjoying their favorite fast foods in the fully packed joint. The waiters and waitresses were busy, no rest. They were carrying trays full of drinks and snacks. Wearing beautiful smiles, white tops for ladies, shirts for men, red trousers for men and skirts slightly above the knees for ladies. “The breeze restaurant” was imprinted in the chest area. Among the waitresses was Cassie whiskers, the daughter to Paul whiskers. Many people did not know her. Perhaps because Paul was keen not to drag her into his wrangles witht the people he dealt with. People like Yamoto. But that was not how Cassie understood it. According to her he had left her for the Richards and for that she had some hate f
