”“I’m sorry, but the answer is no, after what they did to me, they’re lucky I don’t hunt them down and destroy them.”“They wish to apolo...ise, won’t you at least hear them out?”“I’m sorry, if I see them again, I will kill them!”“I had hoped not to have to do this, but do you remember what you said to me before that last battle?”“Let me guess, you want me to do this as repayment for you saving my life?”“That’s right, we need your help, and there really is no other choice.”“Fine, I’ll meet them,. Michael are you thinking what I think you're thinking?" "I believe so." "That's a wonderful idea." Jeanne stood up and pulled Paul to his feet. "Come on baby, let's get you up to your room so you can get a decent nights sleep. Michael is going to take care of everything for you." Jeanne led Paul out of the room. I took out my cell phone. It was 1:15. That meant it was 12:15 in Tucson. It was late, but that couldn't be helped. I dialed. After four rings Mel answered. "Michael, is everything all. That arm around her seemed so strong and reassuring, an arm that could instantly console and comfort. She felt a tingling sensation run through her body. God! What was happening to her, thought Sonam. She quickly turned her thoughts away ... away to her son, and far away to Nihal.At what point Sonam fell asleep she did not know but she awoke suddenly. Two or three deafening sounds, that of lightning, had awoken her. It could rain any moment, for she could feel the howling winds. Unseasonal. Okay, let me see what I can find for you. I’ll get Marcy on it first thing Monday morning and give you a list.”“Thanks, Chris.” Doug replied. “See you in an hour.” He added, cutting the connection.Marcy was Christine’s Executive Assistant, or that is what it said on her office door. The truth was somewhat different. She was a very bright twenty-something brunette with an MBA who managed Christine’s life with surgical precision. She made it her mission in life to insulate her boss from the.