" That is your concern, John, and you are mine. Whatever you do about them is your own affair." But, I can't just leave them. I owe Benin too much!" D...d I say you must leave them? I only said they were your concern. You love this woman?" Yes," he said without hesitation, "I do." And you love me? This I know, so no bullshit, John!" Yes." Then you have two women who you love and who love you. Most men would kill for such a situation." Yes, but Benin would kill me if she ever found out." So? Don't. In the end, she put a hand on them both and closed her eyes. She then stepped to the right and placed both her hands on the silver box.“I am Physics,” she stated clearly; the lid clicked and lifted a little so she could open it. She squealed as she felt her old items disappear. Ricky quickly picked out the diadem and placed it on her head.“Wow! That wasn’t pleasant,” Micky said as she shivered at the pain of separation. She shivered again at the exhilaration of gaining a new entity. It would be. All I knew of the Selection act and the activities was the usual result. I had no idea that there were such things as "Goats" and that there were "extended uses within the business". Even more of a shock was that I had actually known someone in the slaughter business for years. I only knew David from his real estate business. I had always thought that the Human meats business was full of gangsters and slime-balls that were one step up from car salesmen. The only one anyone knew in the Chicago. She looked to be friendly and Hank relaxed inwardly.Fiona ran forward with her hands outstretched. "He got a place," she cried oblivious to anyone else in the bar. "He got a place. Thank you, Hank. Thank you so much."Hank smilingly took her hands. "No," he said softly. "I merely got you started. This is the chap who won the place." He turned to Nigel and held out a hand. "Congratulations and well done! That's great news."Nigel shook his hand. "Thank you, sir," he said simply.Fiona pulled.