Some folks think I’m the big dog in the territory. Most others are just scared of me and mine. Who’re you and what’s your bidness round here?”...��Well, Mr. Jackson, I am Joshua Anderson, formerly of Maryland. I intend to settle my family out here. I was informed that Sheriff Quigley is the De Facto county recorder and real estate agent. He has suggested I take a look at the Ruis Hacienda. That it would be suitable to my needs.”“Well, Josh, far as I’m concerned, you’re welcome to it. Ain’t nothing. "Cecilia was quiet, as she contemplated that interesting piece of information. The two Americans then heard a voice calling them from downstairs. It was Mrs. Dukov."Deevonay étek Cécilekt, yahúk hochtúckt yeestesh dék?"Tiffany answered back."Doc-doc. Nam dék idém."She turned to Cecilia. "Lunchtime. Let's head downstairs. After lunch we'll go out and I'll show you around the neighborhood."While Cecilia was getting to know Tiffany, Jason was struggling to communicate with Alexi Havlakt and his. There are a lot of other things I'd rather be doing right now." Her fingers started stroking his shoulders. "Did you miss me?" Of course I missed you." he turned to her with a smile.He pushed her hair out of her face and then suddenly his lips dropped to her breasts. He pushed the silk of her negligee aside and fervently began licking and pulling on her nipples with his tongue and lips. Instantly she got hot."Oh darling!" She got up on the bed and spread her legs.The silky negligee scooped. "Right down to the copper pipes out of the walls. There's no way he's coming after you until he finds Shantel, which I sincerely doubt he's going to do." You know and you're not saying, right?" Jon grinned."Well, I don't know, and I'm not saying," the older man grinned. "However I will say that there probably were some Halloran resources used. Best of all, his power base is all but gone, and he's going to have some real fun with the IRS over those missing records. I doubt you're even going to.