Micester was my old life. These people belonged to my new life. They were helping live a new life—even if I wasn’t completely over my old life yet...Imogen and Mark sat in the back and did most of the talking. Vanessa, sitting in the front with me, was quiet, listening to the two behind flirting up a storm and smiling. I used concentrating on driving along the narrow country route as an excuse to keep my mouth shut and my eyes forward.As we passed the cemetery on the edge of the town, Imogen. I have never seen such peace upon his face, or such a smile. I know that she made his last moment one of joy, to see his face as he left us."Pietor paused for several moments, his eyes glistening as he held his head level, eyes focused on the dancing flames rising off the burning wood."You see," he continued after setting his glass on the arm of his chair, "Viktor was both a father, a mentor, and a guardian to me for all of my adult life. I would happily have given my life for him, a thousand. The pleasure of freedom returned. The headlines of his newspaper failed to interest him, with the exception of Egypt under siege by radicals. The Organization sponsored some activity. The Iranian government had matched those funds, and citizens for a pure Islamic state gained more control. And when the Imam in the West gathers the believers, Egypt would submit to its calling and prostrate towards Mecca instead of London or Washington D.C., hung up on their lofty commands, arrogance, and false. I did spend some time making a system out of the mess of papers and bills Frank had stuffed in his office. It took a few weeks to get everything entered in the proper place, but once I had everything set up, the bookkeeping end of the business only required about eight hours a week. I spent another forty or so in the gyms. The different locations had the ball room dance lessons different evenings. I was told to be available for dancing at each location, ready to partner up with any lady in.