What's up?" John replied. Dan walked into the room and I got a better look at the man. He was slim but muscular. He had a bushy mustache that matched ...is curly, sandy blonde hair."I hoped you might introduce me to your famous protégé," Dan said. I walked forward to meet Dan as he asked. I suspected this was Dan Werley, the head football coach."Yes, it's about time the two of you met," John replied. "Kyle, this is Dan Werley, our head football coach. Dan, this is Kyle Martin. I guess I don't. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve got it covered. When I get your text, I’ll know you’re ready to go. Hint hint.” I heard her giggle softly. “After I get finished here at the club, I’ll stop by and pick you up on the way to the hotel.”“What’s going on at the club?” she asked.“Something happened tonight that I need to talk with Jordan about, but she’s not home and her phone is off,” I said. “Lady Brighid knows enough about what’s going on that I should be able to ask her for advice.”“Do you really. There were going to be five of them living in a four-bedroom place just a few blocks from campus. He liked the apartment a lot, and had signed on for a room before he even met his new roommates. It was big and somewhat furnished: dining room table, random assortment of thrift-store chairs, lots of old sofas in the living room. It had clearly been inhabited by college students for several years. He had vague memories of coming to a few parties here, it was a good space for keggers. He was the. "EXCELLENT!" Shaylee said with a huge smile.Burt grinned broadly at her exclamation; but his hand never left the butt of his gun, nor his eye, the guests.Shaylee then tuned to the Undertaker and said, "M-i-s-t-e-r Jones, we have some work for you. However this time you are NOT going to cut corners the way you usually do. You are going to give these men the BEST funeral that can be had in these parts; and, you will do it for free!"Now look here, Sheriff, I..." SHUT UP! If there is one thing.