I got up early the next morning and moved the rental car across the street. Around 7 AM I saw Emily's car pull into the drive. A man was riding with h...r. I hid in a closet off the foyer. I kept the door open a crack. Emily unlocked the door and the two of them walked in."I just want to change and get ready for work," she told the guy. "I'll get clothes to wear for tomorrow so we won't have to come back here tomorrow morning. I'll be back in ten minutes." I would help you, but then I would have. “Are you involved in this?” As if I didn’t know.I heard her reply. “Kinda, Daddy. I’ll meet you in the living room.”I slipped on some tennis shorts and a tee shirt and hurried down the stairs. Emmy was coming out of the eGirls’ room. Jake was in the living room, headed for the door. I called out to him. “Hey Jake, hold up for a minute.”He didn’t look too happy, but he paused and turned towards me. Emmy came running down the stairs. She was crying. Dang, I don’t remember the last time I saw Emmy. Pete was working with Tom, his supervisor, and despite their best efforts they couldn't get the lambs out. "We're going to have to phone Katie," Tom stated. "Who's Katie?" Pete asked. "The vet," Tom replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Katie was here within about ten minutes. Her passion was inspiring, as she rolled up her sleeves and jumped straight in to help the troubled sheep. She looked as though she was in her late 20's, possibly early 30's, but she was absolutely. Yes, Anne, I do understand and agree! And so it was that I walked down the hall on the 12 th floorof her hotel towards room 1214. The 5" heels of my boots made no sound on thethick carpet but the leather of my black tailored slacks had that distinctiverustle as my legs brushed together. The matching hip length fitted jacket covereda crisp white satin blouse and my hands were encased in tight but flexiblekid leather gloves. Over my shoulder was a large handbag also in black leather. I rapped.