And I wouldhave had I not found it necessary to take the package she'd handed me andstuff it into the backpack I had slung over my shoulder.In doing s..., I found myself staring at the innocuous, plain paper packageshe'd given me. It contained nothing more than a piece of material, anitem of clothing that was, in theory, no different than the top I waswearing. But it wasn't, I reminded myself. It was a symbol, a device thatannounced to all who saw it that I'd given myself over to a set ofbeliefs. Where in Scottsdale?”“I don’t know, not yet anyway. I’ll need to check the GPS when we get closer.”“Yes, sir.”If the driver thought the orders were unusual, he kept it to himself. He put them on East Sky Harbor Boulevard, heading east, and then switched to northbound Route 101. They continued north and east of Scottsdale Community College, until Jack directed them into a small subdivision. They stopped in front of a small Spanish-style ranch house.“Lord, where are we?” asked Sharley.“This the. We would be in trouble if we had to hand-pollinate the crops. At least, we would be able to salvage the wire and barriers from the old fence for a new one. Which brought up a question, I wondered if Angie had checked the manifest to see if there was any fence wire on board. It sure would make life easier if there was some.We had not finished the assembly of our wall when the first carnivores showed up. I guess that they smelled the horses, though it may have been something else that attracted. "Hi" he said as he drew near, "hi" I responded. "You local?" he asked cheerfully, "pretty local" was my response. "Nice place- does much happen here?". "Not a lot of excitement" I said. "Pity- I like excitement!" "Me too". "Could do with a bit now if you get my meaning?" , he said, brushing my arm. "I do", and rather boldly for me I brushed my arm against his hip, At that, he took my hand and placed it on his bulging groin. "Mmmm", I said stroking it.Now, it was a case of finding somewhere nice.