"Overall he is a brute of a man with a barrel chest and arms as big asmost men's legs. Regrettably, he is not Mensa material but don'tunderestimate h...m. He's tough as nails and street smart."Then she broke into a smile and went on, "Yet he can be as gentle as themorning mist. Yes, we have become very good friends." In fact, as a thank you for all he has done for me. I had him over tothe house for a barbeque and pool party last weekend." Pool party?" Yes, that's right. I haven't told you. ”Mark mulled things over. The old man had popped into his dorm room, without warning, appearing out of thin air. It was noon on a Tuesday. He hadn’t smoked weed since the weekend, so he wasn’t high. And he generally didn’t hallucinate, so he didn’t think he was psychotic. He looked around his dorm room and focused on a pile of clean clothes that had been sitting in his laundry basket for a couple of days.“Would you mind folding those clothes?”The elderly man walked over to the pile, picked up a. One day soon, Andrea would wake up to be told that the crime syndicate that spent decades coming after her holdings simply ceased to exist.‘You are welcome... ‘ I breathed into the night, as I contemplated her good fortune.Helen, June, and Alice chose to stay on the mountain, rather than move somewhere more pleasant. I’d suggested Aruba, Atlantis, or Curacao, but Helen firmly rejected being anywhere but safe on my mountain, where she, her daughter, and her mother could pass through a carefully. The Pinwheel was as much a hub for travel and shipping as it was a starbase for troops, so it was common to see new faces who might be staying on the base temporarily while their ship was refueled or refitted, or if they were being transferred from one fleet to another. This Borealan pack was being transferred from Kruger, he knew as much because that was his job now. He had to keep track of who arrived on the station, and from where. The reports coming in from Kruger were positive, the UNN had.