We arrived at a beautiful mansion with windows that touched the ceiling. The lush, vibrant gardens were illuminated by gentle lights. Tanzy and I were...speechless. “Please follow me,” Tim said as he took us by the hand to help us exit the limo. As we stepped out, we both looked up and stared in fascination at the beauty before us. The door was opened by an older gentleman in a black suit. His hair was white as snow, and he had the kindest blue eyes I’d ever seen. “Please come in,” he said as he. "I was surprised... no shocked, "Me, why do you want me... Sir?" Top thinks that you have common sense, that you know what you don't know, and that you won't try to be a hero. Most of our officers would want or insist that they take charge of the team. That's not going to work—it's bad enough to pull a man from the team, but to put an outsider in charge of them would be a disaster."You would nominally be in charge of the team, but in fact, Sergeant Waters would be in charge. You would have to. She asked June "Did you get anything." Quickly I stepped in and said "Oh yes we got a fancy bra & thong set." The woman looked shocked but made no comment. June quickly stepped in with "For his wife." "Who was that?" I asked. To which June replied "Oh thats Jenny who sings in the church choir. She may tell Rod that she saw me in Victoria's Secret. So we will just have to hope. I made a mental note of Jenny's appearance as well as her name. Could be useful in the future."June you need a coffee. Then, a few more minutes of quivering earth and a silence returned in which she could hear the buzzing of her own blood rushing through her ears. As if to make sure her senses were accurate, Mary sat a moment longer in the dust before rising.Since the quakes seemed to have spaces of time between them, Mary decided to use this interval of calmness to gather what she needed to survive out here in the open. The shack looked about to fall in upon itself. And in any case, she could not bear to stay.