"Matt Steele," I answered."Hey Mr. Steele, it's Ricky Willard." Yeah Ricky." You said you owed me one, any chance I might collect on that Mr. Steele."...I'll help you if I can. What's going on?" A friend of mine, Stella Reyes, is in trouble. You know that young lady who got that information about the Robinsons for us; the one that works for Mrs. Robinson's attorney?"I nodded and then realized he couldn't see me. "I remember but you never told me her name. Did she get in trouble for telling you. “I see we have a problem already, dearest.”“Whatever do you mean, sir?” Mrs. Waxerman replied, remembering his preferred term of address.“Before I explain, I’d like you to know something about me. I can easily adapt to situations and circumstance. It’s one of my strengths. The term, ‘whatever floats your boat’, is something I’ve used on many occasions in the past. It’s not in my nature to judge others. In the past, I’ve allowed others to say one thing and do another. In fact I’ve become quite. She was up there in years, but her moneymaker was still operating on all eight cylinders. She must have been a real hell-raiser when she was younger. The mature woman had some real staying power. A lot of the Irish girls had that trait and they could handle a lot of loving without getting tired or turned off. It was one of the things that attracted him to the Conte girls next door who were only half Irish but it must have been the half below the waist.He still had to watch his act around the. Let’s get out of here.” He started running toward the parking lot but was intercepted by security.Lander said, “Larry, I have tightened the shield and made it refract light in such a way no one can easily see inside the compound. To those who may see something, I appear as a large truck, although fuzzy and out of focus. I am sorry, that is the best I can do.”Larry let the crowd look and exclaim for a while then demanded their attention once again. He launched into an explanation of how Lander.