How about you give me your phone number so we can talk later okay?”Jordan’s heart flew from the hug and with just one line he was getting her numb...r, maybe today wasn’t so bad after all he thought. As he gave her his number Tiffany squinted looking at his face and it made him worry she could tell he was wearing more than just the eye liner. “Sweety your lips look chapped and I can tell you don’t use lip gloss, but I want you to get this job and if I see you with chapped lips so will Mrs Gunther. You have control issues. You have a problem with authority and you're a borderline depressive with a sleep disorder and a sex addiction." "Not all bad then," grinned Bumfelt. "What about… you know…" Swallows looked to the grinning detective. "My office, like my legs is always open," smiled Swallows. "I hear tell, she's a hottie," said the Chief. "Just your type." "Really?" replied Bumfelt. "I hadn't noticed." "Bullshit," laughed the Chief. " You be sure to keep it on the level. Keep it. Shaking his head Jake reached in his shirt for the talisman calling the council. All twelve bowed to Jake, Juno, and Mary as soon as they appeared. Rasmir stepped forward, "You called for us Master Jake?" "Yes I have a dilemma, plus I am afraid that it concerns you personally as well as the council." Jake could see that the council was starting to grow uneasy from something that they were feeling. "First I want to say that we are all safe. What you are all feeling was the presence of Rasmir's. But the churchand the congregation also disappeared, which was a bad thing. Thereverend found himself in front a gorgeous white structure. It lookedlike a medieval castle, except one that was built with walls of gleamingmarble instead of stone. There was a section near him that was a fence,with a gate. At first it looked like bronze, but then he realized thatit was solid gold.Then he saw her. It was his wife, who had died 15 years earlier ofcancer. But this was not the old and worn woman who he.