My marriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and drunk, and I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all my feelings, cried a bit, and leaned...against her. She was holding me and telling me things would work out.Holly got me out of the tub, helped me dry off, and walked me back to the bedroom. She was so kind, so gentle, and I just needed that so badly that I started crying all over again.She pulled back the bed covers and had me get in and I was still weepy. I looked up into her deep. It was an odd connection, but we made it work. One day my boss, Adam, called my cell phone. “Sam...” Adam asked. “I have a huge favor I need from you.”“Of course Adam. You name it and I’ll make it happen. What’s up?” I asked.“Our international team has booked an extra conference and we don’t have an international team to send to manage it. You are in charge of our number one national team. Do you think you can oversee a conference in Vancouver, British Columbia?” Adam asked. “Yes sir. No. In fact, the others seemed so nervous that neither of the girls mentioned the need for a ‘nap’, and we all sunned ourselves until lunch time.Things changed at lunch time. After eating, I noticed the little Dutch manager scurrying over to us with a big smile on his face. I suddenly remembered that it was Tuesday and he had mentioned a room opening for us. I thought this would let things cool off; different rooms, different floors, get us separated and let us have the privacy we needed. I was. . I can try and eat less.”“See that you do,” Maria said.Antoinette frowned at Fiona, but after a few moments of silence, sighed and let the frown fade. “What Maria means is that we have spent decades building Dolareido as a place Kindred can live more comfortably than other cities. I crafted this city for that purpose from its infancy. And Begotten have a habit of drawing attention we do not want.”“Attention?” Fiona said.McDonald groaned, loud enough to grab Fiona’s attention. “Yes, attention..