“Yes, I believe you’re right, John. Seems the Drow have finally allowed her to intervene,” Morgana nodded.“Mage Helen has requested her teams ...o in as shock troops,” Arch noted.“Yes, they performed well in taking out the Coalition and want another try,” Morgana sighed. “Roxanne is not happy as she believes her teams are the more experienced.”“I’d have to agree with Mage Roxanne,” I shrugged.“As do I, but Helen got in there first,” Morgana chuckled. “There’s not enough of a difference to force. Each time I came into this store, Jen (that's what her nametag labeled her) made sure she was at the register. Soon, we were on a first name basis, and I looked forward to seeing her when I came for my smoothie. That athletic body seemed to house two separate Jens. Most of the time, she was easygoing and self-confident, but occasionally a little girl peeked through.Once in a while, Jen would become flustered and flushed, giggling nervously. At these times, her face seemed to lose about ten. ‘I am most grateful to you both for helping me, and maintaining my secrecy.’ Would Greta dare to touch her? The cook’s every remark and gesture toward Constance thus far had shown deference to her rank as a governor’s daughter of good breeding. It might become a different matter when they were hip to hip and shoulder to shoulder in the same bed. She should have been horrified at the thought but a definite curiosity nibbled at the corners of her mind. Greta was a good many years her senior, but. He pushed the power window button. The glass dropped smoothly. O'Donnell grasped the Glock in his left hand and nudged it out the open window. Using the gun wasn't as exciting as shoving her off the road using the Jeep, but it would have to do. She couldn't be allowed to make it back to town."Goddammit! I wish I was British right about now," Liv clutched the Steyr in her left hand. "In Britain I could shoot out the window with my right arm, and drive with my left. Not the busted ass way I have.