"I looked around the room and saw that the men were looking me over but the females just looked content and not particularly interested in me. I asked...Robert, "Do many women fail the vote here sir?"Robert looked at me and said, "It doesn't matter my pet. All that matters is that you don't. I'm sure Mark would be very disappointed if the vote goes against you." Yes sir," I replied.Mark said, "I'm sure you'll do fine. You've never disappointed me, have you?"I looked at Mark and he winked at me as. Well, hopefully your friend is, and from what you say it sounds like it. When are you heading home?”“Tuesday, most likley. The doctor said I can fly then if I don’t have any new symptoms.”“Do you need any help in Chicago?” he asked.“Kara will be there Wednesday, and if I call Jackie or Cindi, they’ll be there on Tuesday. I can also call my friend Dave; he’s back working.”“How can your sister get in touch with you?” he asked.“Have her call Stephie’s house. She’s got the number from when Kara had. Jack was on his knees at our bedside, his face now barely a foot from mine.“Grierson!” I whispered. “Wie zum Teufel bist du hier reingekommen?” (How the hell did you get in here?)“A loose slat in one of your lower level windows,” he whispered back. “I need to kiss you.”I had wanted him to ignore my rebuffs, to seek me, to chase me. But in my marital bedroom, lying beside my husband! This was too much!“Go away, Grierson,” I hissed. “Richard is right here. And he’s not drunk.”“Just a kiss,. .. what choice?" You can sign, of your own free will, some documents I have in mybriefcase. It gives my employers total control of your company, and theinventions you are making. You work for my bosses." Or...?" Or the little demonstration of my abilities will be repeated, only farworse." Okay, dam you. I'll sign."I went and got the briefcase, and got his signature and his wife's as awitness, and then put the documents back inside with a snap."i'm glad you chose the easy route. But please.