A masque?

Her face isn't swollen at all,in fact if it wasn't for five stitches,two under her earlobes and two under the corner of her jaw and one in the centre point of her chin it would be in her lap. The skin that should be covering her forehead through upper lip i folded over her mouth. The first thought to me was that she was wearing a french style halloween masque.

I know a back alley special when i see one.I keep all emotions off my face as i begin to question her. "Mrs. Webster can you speak?"

"MYES!" it's a bit muffled before she raises the mass of skin off her mouth "Sorry I haven't had much to say since this happened! I'm sure you're wondering how?"

A few scenarios crossed my mind from a poor job to getting stuck on her husband's belt while giving him a blowjob. "Yes!"

"I wanted to have a tighter looking face for Richard when he showed me off at parties.I found a highly respectable surgeon willing to do the job but he had a heart attack and died before seeing me!" She sighs then continues "Asking around a fellow wife told me about this Dr. Julius Caesario out in Foggy Bottoms."

My mind immediately snap to when i hear the name. He was disbarred from the profession when he accidentally severed the Jugular vein of a high ranking diplomat's wife.Must have gone underground continuing his services to anyone **** enough to pay. Seems it's time that F.A.I. takes him down for good.

"He's highly recommended by other wives i talked Too,so i arranged to have him come over for a consultation.He even did the work right here in our bedroom while Bobby was at the Hill last Friday afternoon. All was going so wonderful until i had a sneezing fit then viola!"

Trying not to laugh i call in immediately arranging for her to be booked into the clinic .No telling what germs has taken up residency on her open wound. Relaying the news to her she seems to be in higher spirits as i take my leave of her. Meeting Mr. Webster outside,he's with a stunning brunette talking in hush tones.I tell him that I've scheduled his wives restoration surgery for today at the F.A.I. clinic and that the ambulance should be arriving anytime as we speak.

"Christ man i ask for someone with a little competence about then but you take the cake boy!" then he drops the big question "How much this gonna cost me?"

"Nothing sir,it's what we at the F.A.I. would do if we had a little more spending money in our budget!" He catches my meaning,hopefully he'll remember at budget time.

An ambulance comes to the front door,so Mr. Webster goes to be with his wife.I'm about to follow them out when a hand on the sleeve of my jacket bring me to a halt. The brunette with violet eyes,full lips and a smile that could have saved the Titanic if she had been aboard.

"Can i talk to you Agent Doe?"