“What the hell am I doing?” Then I exited my car, locked it with a chirp of the clicker, and made my way in. He was there, greeting me with a le...ring look as my crème charmeuse blouse shimmered with each step of my bounding breasts, my black heels echoing from the polished marble floor. He did look so very out of place for a four-star establishment, wearing baggy shorts, and a wife-beater t-shirt, with undone high-top sneakers, and a couple of gold chains around his neck. Plus one in his. Can you offer us any help?"Tonto used Jason's voice to answer, "Mike, we need direct contact with the hospital AI. It is housed in a shielded unit with layers of protection. If it will cooperate with us we may be able to help even before we arrive. Who is your authorized co-agent?" How do you know about co-agents?" Mike asked."Remember, we know Waltzing Melissa and she authorized our contact," Jason said.After a very short pause the Governor responded, "Sarah Miller is my co-agent. She and I. Marcia found me about one-thirty, even giving me a hug and kiss on the cheek in her enthusiasm regarding our flight, at least that was to what I chalked up her affection. I showed her my pride and joy, my plane, going over many of its features with her. She’d never ridden in a small plane before, so I also made sure to show her where I kept the sick sacks, although I didn’t think she’d need them.We took off a little after two o’clock. While I’d waited for Marcia to arrive at the airport, I’d. My dad denied her allegations at first but then relented when her implacability became clear. He told us that he bought lottery tickets every other day and that he usually threw them in the garbage on his way home. I went to my room so that my parents could bicker in private.At night, I stole to my parent's bedroom, and, as usual, placed my ear against their door.However, I heard nothing.I waited.Still nothing.Anxious, I was about to return to my room when I saw a light coming from downstairs..