“Oh, ok, well, Stella and I were up in the bedroom...”I told him the whole story, about how one smart-assed guy demanded a blow job and about the ...ecurity guy in the kitchen. He interrupted.“What fucking security guy? I didn’t hire a security guy.”I said. “Stephan Hawkings, he acted like he knew you and Mary. He specifically said, ‘that you hired him to remove assholes from the premises.’“The only Steven Hawk anything I know of is that smart guy in the wheel chair.”“Steven Hawkins is the guy in. Switching the keys to my left hand, I drew my service weapon, used the keys to unlock the door, and pushed it open to stand there in the doorway for a number of seconds looking into the apartment. There was one person in there sitting on the sofa by the end table with the lamp on. She had a closed book in her hands.“Good evening, Agent Parks,” she said in a quiet voice.It was Maureen O’Farrell! Several things flashed through my mind in the next few seconds. How did she know where I lived, how. He smiled smugly when she went to hug Birgit and Stephie.“He’s his father’s son, for sure,” Kathy laughed as we hugged and exchanged a quick kiss.I shook hands with Kurt and we all went into the sunroom to hang out until dinner.“I’m really glad you guys are joining us in the five-year club,” Kathy said.“It was touch-and-go for a bit,” I agreed.“It was way worse than that, Tiger, and you know it!” Jessica said.“We’re together. That’s all that matters.”“I agree!” Kara said.“Kathy,” I asked, “is. Some carried vials of strange liquids, some carried books of magic whilst some had bodies in bondage in their arms, carrying them of into some unknown lust filled end.But the three of us somehow made it down unseen. Not entering any of the side doors and chambers... even though we could hear the moaning of the people inside. We weren't here to save anyone, but to fill our pockets. That greed is what stopped us from noticing the pink mist that spread the further down we went.Finally, as we.