Kert looked at the first, and it was from Larry, letting him know he had the wolf corpses scheduled for the necropsies. The second message made him cr...nge. It was from his boss. The Boss was demanding a report, as he had received complaints from a Mrs. Harper and from Dr. Racine.Kert decided to bite the bullet, and called his Boss to get it over with."Department of Fish and Game, How may I help you?" said a cheery voice."Hi, Tammy. I needed to talk to Mark. I'm returning his call." Oh, hi,. Sunny came down the stairs with a man who had to be Jeff's dad. He reminded me of Louis Skolnick from Revenge of The Nerds: white shirt, black-rimmed glasses, thin, dark polyester pants, everything but the pocket protector. His hair was combed down to the left. How did Sunny let him look like this?Oh, yeah, this was a family of be who you are. Sandy might not know who she was, and I wasn't sure about Jeff, but for sure Sam, Harri, Sunny and, what's his name, did."Hi, Ashley." She came over to. "Don't turn around," he'd said.The whisper had slithered into her ear like a trickle of warm cream. There'd been no threat in his tone. No more than the force of his ardent what ifs. His grip had merely been firm enough to suggest he had the strength to hold her, but giving her room to pull free if she chose. The whisper, she knew, had been because the elevator was crowded.She hadn't turned - hadn't pulled away – but smiled to herself at his clandestine audacity.She reached up along her body. Cindy and Tina were pretty tidy for teens, but they'd been in a hurry earlier and had left their stuff in the study. Dinner had been eaten in the kitchen -- Cindy, bound on her knees and being fed by Tina and Arianwen -- then the girls, exhausted, had retired to listen to some music and drift off to sleep.Once they were outside the door, Jane closed it and looked at Cindy."There's someone you need to meet." she said."Oh?" replied Cindy with confusion."Yes, sweet," said Jane. "Come with me.".