The government pays for the children's upkeep and the corporation chips in a bit. You get paid under the table." That's a lot of work." It sure is. Th... boys will have a room there. They are your helpers at the start. They get paid in money from me and you may pay in personal services. They may end up owing you." Those boys are going to be the death of me yet but I will go out with a smile." Then you accept?" Yes."An obscure organisation stepped in and donated a five hundred thousand dollars for. "I need answers. Now", he demanded. "Very well, but you may not like them once you have them", spoke the voice he knew as Anya."What do you have to do with Helen of Troy", he asked, although deep down, he already suspected the answer. He heard a sigh from deep within the stone. "It has been a long time since anyone called me by my true name", the voice said. "You're Helen", Jack asked, dumbfounded."I am", Helen answered, her voice heavy with emotion. "How are you still alive? How did you get. " Janet was one the local police. They called from time to time for help as Rust Falls wasn't large enough to support a permanent cyber branch. Most of the time they turned to Martin instead of having to send everything to the nearest branch which is six hours away by car."Alright, I will have look and tell you if I can help. Just knock when you get here." Thanks. ETA: fifteen min."They both hang up. Martin sighs and puts on a pot of coffee in preparation for a long night. About fifteen minutes. “Thanks, baby, that was really good,” I say to her, at the same time wondering if this really was what she had been expecting herself.“Okay, dad,” she just says and gets up. My eyes still linger on her lithe and youthful form.She’s called Diana, but to her friends she’s “Dia”. I guess the youth of today don’t think old-fashioned names like that are cool enough, even if I’ve tried to explain she wasn’t named for the princess but for the goddess. Not that it made much difference. Some of those.