This afternoon’s session had turned into a joint session that was not on any schedule I had seen.The guests were the Director of National Intelligen...e Agency Art Cummings and Director Frank Love of the CIA; my partner in many crimes - where that thought came from I had no idea. Marty Coeburn, FBI and Eric from DHS also walked in. The last person was the Assistant Secretary of State Steven Crowley whose appointment was approved while I was in Kampala; he was the number 2 man in the state. She made coffee and served it when it was ready. She made perfect bacon and eggs and toast and we sat at the kitchen island and ate in silence.She had yet to ask a question or offer an opinion about any of this. Once the shock of finding me in that parking lot passed and she started to submit to a man for the first time, really submit, not just do things to please her husband, she slipped into her submissive fantasies and was apparently turning herself over to me for the week without. With a paw on thestick shift Bruno urged her to get the hell out of New York City. One lookinto his huge brown eyes told her that Brad wouldn't be joining them, ever.She followed Bruno's suggestion and headed north on the FDR. They drovein silence up the Taconic Parkway. Amber kept glancing over at Bruno. Sheknew he was a gentle creature but as he leaned out the open window hismuzzle pressed into the wind and ears flapping in the breeze He lookedso resolute and fiercely protective. Bruno knew. "I am four years late," she replied. "I was supposed to be in the same year as Harry, Hermione, Ron and the others. But I found myself at King's Cross Station this morning, at platform nine and three-quarters, with an owl, a trunk and no idea where the last four years have gone." You seem remarkably self-possessed for someone with amnesia," replied McGonagall, still baffled at the girl's story, for it could not possibly be true."Professor, I don't claim that my story makes any sense - I know it.
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