I've had to can a manager for skimming and I need some capable to run the place." What would I be manager of?" Mr. Little asked me skeptically."The Be...lagio," I smiled. "And if everything goes well, you could be the Las Vegas Director within a year or two." You're kidding, right?" he laughed. "Last I heard Terry Benedict owned the Bellagio." He did," I said. "Until I forced him out." Wow," the hotel manager of the Desert Rose said. "I could be managing the Bellagio, the Mirage and the MGM Grand. ”Jesus, she just hit on me! Then again, she was totally hot, and I would definitely do her. Still, not on a boat and not on camera. Well, okay, sure on a boat, but definitely not on camera. I shook my head and Missy smiled and waved toodles to us, then she and Tommy went below.“Is this for real?” I asked Jack.He smiled and nodded. “Yeah, she’s been doing this for a while now. I’ve never watched, but I am a member, I guess. Tommy gave me the secret name and password, and occasionally I log in.. This was something sheused to her advantage. Her deceased mother always use tosay, if you have it flaunt it.It’s been almost close on 3 years since her motherpassed away, a few months before her 14th birthday, shecan still remember the day her daddy came home from thehospital and told her. They spent the entire nightcrying in each other’s arms. Ever since then she’s beenclose to her daddy, he’s her everything. She knows shecan’t ever let him down, and visa versa.. The red light cuts off and is replaced by a cone of white light cutting across the darkened snow. Mason and Bridges turn back, aiming in the direction of the parting doors. The first to appear from the door are a pack of white wolves though much larger than any either man had ever seen. They are closely followed by Russian soldiers. They begin firing before they are even out of the door.Mason and Bridges return fire, standing their ground where they stand. Bullets from the enemy soldiers.