"Thanks for coming over to help me out King, this won't take long," she said. She was such a sweet women, and I knew she would give me at least twenty...bucks for helping her out.When we reached upstairs we went straight into her bedroom. I had been in her home plenty of times, but never in her bedroom before. It was a real nice room. Everything was pink and white. Mrs. Henderson attic was huge. I'd never seen so many Boxes and pictures in my life. Her attic was as big as my bedroom. I guess she. "They can't be that bad." I held out my hand. "Can I see?"The girl seemed even more confused but pulled the card out of a jacket pocket and handed it to me. I put the card under the scanner and nearly laughed. Tina Waylend had only managed a four point two, but I could immediately see the reasons. She had a very low maternal instinct, and her scores regarding intelligence indicated that she was lacking in education and experience. She did have very high libido scores, and I smiled as I handed. Itcame from a company in the Turk and Cacaos Islands and was denoted as arepayment of a debt. In this case a debt of gratitude I thought to myself.Despite the size of the transaction, it was taken at face value and heasked no questions about the source. Oh, the benefits of being an existingclient of the bank.Herr Hofer looked positively orgasmic when I told him I wished to leavethe bulk of the money with the bank to be managed in trust. He immediatelysummoned an investment officer. Helmet Von. So imagine my surprise when I saw people running or briskly walking out of Le Tailleur, some of them muttering to themselves and others silent & pale white as new linen. On asking someone what was going on, I got a strange reply:"The devil!" An elderly woman told me, looking gravely into my eyes and grasping my coat. "Satan himself has taken this place--and those spawn of Lilith are his minions!" This was a demurely-dressed grandmother, serious in her conviction. Not wanting to upset anyone so.