A child by Troy Wilton with another woman was not a blood relative. Not even a half-brother.As I thought about it, I couldn’t think of a classificat...on. She wasn’t Troy’s daughter, despite what the birth certificate said. Troy denied paternity of the boy, though the paternity test had shown him to likely be the father. But, that was really irrelevant given that Jessica was born of a one-night-stand between Al Barton and Angela Wilton. I supposed that growing up thinking Troy was her father made. You can even leave your car where it is,” Anna said.“Excellent, that sounds great.” I shocked myself at how easily I agreed to go to the interloper’s home. Hmmm, maybe I am starting to see her less as an evil trespasser and more as a neutral guest. I silently patted myself on the back for my fast progress.Anna’s apartment was not exactly what I expected. I guess I expected the grandness of Michael’s place in miniature form. Instead, I found a minimalistic, modern vibe. Lots of glass tables,. .. Madam... She does not want.- I see, would you like?- I don't know... Yes... Maybe, madam.- What do you think about your penis size?- ... It's a little... small. Madam.- A little?- I don't... know... It's small... maybe.She finishes writing on a sheet of paper and hands it to me, asking me to sign it. In a nutshell, it states as my psychological profile that I am insubordinate, that I mix personal tastes and duties. It also states that I'm conscious of my "inadequate" penis size, that I'm. The only people to return alive are under our care, but are blinded or worse, but all have said the same thing—it isn’t there anymore. So take heed in my words and remain here. Once we have determined what prophecy it is linked to, all will know.’ ‘Well, shit. What do we do now?’ Sin wasn’t sure if they should trust the mage. The area was contaminated? With what? Where did the orb go? Where did it come from? So many questions… ‘I need to go there. Idon’t care if I end up a charred corpse. Are.