Dad had driven down in the F-150, so we could toss my stuff in the back and then ride home.The ride home was mostly taken up with my parents and Kelly...asking me about the Army and my training. What did I do, what did the stuff on my uniform mean, what would I be doing, when and where I would be doing it, and so forth. I had some of the answers at least. I explained my travel plans, and that I would be heading to Fort Drum to join the Tenth Mountain Division. After that, though, it would be a. Well, at least they were pleased. Still, it had taken a lot out of me, and I decided to go raid the kitchen and see if the cooks had anything left over from yesterday, or something else to eat. Working magic was hungry business, and the best way to restore lost energy was eating.I was given a bowl of thin soup, which the cooks always kept warm, and cheese with bread. That took the edge off my hunger. It was still another two hours 'till lunch time, anyway.I thought about the magic I had just. They were both clearly tired at the breakfast table and Nina kissed both of them, pleased with her matchmaking. She gave them the blanket and told them to go out in the olive grove and have some more fun.Maria was waiting in the marital bed when Nina’s husband plopped his tired body there. She pulled him to her and he didn’t resist as she mounted him as soon as he was hard enough. Quickly enough his cream joined all of Anton’s deep in her body. She sent Nina back from Anton’s bed where they had. A missing girl named Emily about twenty years ago.”The police officer tapped away on his computer.“I’m afraid you’re out of luck, Sir,” said the officer. “Twenty years ago there was an officer stationed full time at Coombe Ottery and his house served as a police station. Fifteen years ago all the local constables were consolidated here and their records were supposed to be brought here too but the Coombe Ottery records appear to have been lost in transit. We have no Coombe Ottery records prior.