That neutral, monotonic recitation of that extra line, a complete non sequiter, was very worrisome to me."Um... who shouldn't have married you?" I ask...d carefully, feeling like I was walking over a minefield."Meg," he said listlessly. "I am too dumb to keep her happy. Just a dumb jock, that's all." Ummm... I don't think I know Meg," I said."She works here," he said in his dead voice. "In the labs. With Doctor ben Ami." And is Dr. ben Ami the boss?" I asked.For the first time since I started. You are Tom the owner of this valley and the next one, as well as all of the Cheyenne lands. You have two hired guns waiting to do your killing for you, with a wave of your hand. You are a man of power, not a smith's apprentice. When they get here be strong and proud, like a Cheyenne warrior. Don't let them push you around, this is your land, and you did not invite them here."Little Fox smiled as he understood what Fighting Hawk was doing. He nodded his head in understanding. He stood taller. He shifted her around, so she'd be comfortable. Seeing no blankets, he covered her with a discarded t-shirt."You're sweet." Suki kissed his cheek. "Put on your suit." Why?" He looked surprised."Captain's orders." Ah, no problem." He tugged his shorts on, tied Suki's top for her.Together they emerged on the deck."Hey! You all fucked out?" Barbie called, upon seeing him.The kids were splashing each other, playing in the surf. The adults were all laying out. Jo had produced big beach towels for. Pull off by the admin building; they will be waiting for you. Is this line hands free, can you leave it open?” the voice replied.“Yes I can,” I replied.I had called on my personal JBG phone that was linked in the Suburban. The State Department phone was in the console getting fully charged. It was hands free, if I need it while it was in the rack.I pulled up behind the two trooper cars with the lights on. The trooper from the last car walked back to the Suburban and asked, “Jones, 1600.