“What are you guys doing here? I thought you weren’t gonna do anything today?” Ashley said to the short blonde girl.“Well we figured since you...didn’t wanna do anything that didn’t mean we didn’t have to, so we came up here and ... its those two from the bowling alley, are you here with them?”“Yep, you won’t believe what happened, I’ll tell you about it in the tanning room. Since none of you have officially met, Rita Randy this is Becky, Carina, and Dana, and vice versa.”Becky was short, like. County required that I have my records sent over to them. I did, and guess who delivered them? No, not anybody from clan Grimes. No, it was Doctor Metcalf herself. No delivery boy for my records, no indeed, it was my personal physician herself, well, my old one. That had to have been at the insistence of the man. Oh, and the day after I got myself set up with them, County General, I got the visit: him and the woman. I was on the job at The Drover.“You’re doing this just to make us suffer,” she. He readjusted his rifle so that it rested against his waist. To Jeremy the automatic looked sinister and out of place. The weapon would have looked downright homey in Lagos, where weapons were everywhere. Yet even in Lagos, the automatic rifle would have stood out as menacingly lethal.His musings evaporated as the door opened and a woman openly weeping walked out into the corridor with her attorney guiding her steps. She had a sagging face with a garish dye job on top of her head. The door was. "Beats me, kiss her and I'll move over and we'll find out." Oh no! We're not going there again this soon. You can just walk over by yourself. I'll hold her hand if that will make it easier but that's as far as I'm going!" Let me guess," Allison said with a grin. "She wanted you to kiss me to make the transfer? Jamie, it's a nice idea, but I don't think I'm up to the risk just yet. I'm still more than a little sore from yesterday, thanks for thinking of me though." Jimmy, it never happened when.