After what Karl had told me I was sure she wouldn’t have any. She must have noticed the surprise, and said. “These belong to Mr. Jarlsson, but he ...s an alcoholic and shouldn’t drink. I’ll just tell him they messed up in Mora and his bottles didn’t arrive.”“Thank you so much.”“Have a nice evening, and come back soon.”When I came back home after carefully bringing my bottles and other goods back on the bike I made myself a long drink with Whiskey, ice and water. When I had looked for the bike I. Her left leg was put in a brace, her knee locked straight. Iron bars ran up the sides of her leg, and there were screws attached to the knee portion. Four straps were holding the brace in place. I also noticed that the back part of the brace was made of black material. Her pump was not on her foot. Some kind of rubber heel was fixed under her bare sole, strapped with elastic bands."Peter, please stop staring at me like that! Let's go!" she said with exasperation."I'm sorry ... I..." I know I. ”There were none, so the meeting ended and we left the conference room. Cindi followed me to my office.“Thanks,” she said.“You’re welcome. You did exactly what I had hoped you would do - find a way to make it work. You’re very good at what you do and I’m very glad to have you here.”“Oh, I’m very good all right!” she smirked.“You get a written, notarized permission slip from Chris, then we’ll find out one way or the other. Otherwise, go sell something to someone!” I chuckled.“Somehow, I don’t. .”What?” Morales returned as his gaze shifted to her a second before he forced himself to smile.“What’s wrong?” Jasmine asked. “For a moment there, you looked as if you had lost your last friend.”He almost lied, but at the last instant, simply said, “Maybe you’re right.”“What?” she returned, frowning, but she also suspected.“Jas, dammit, I...”“You what?” she interrupted. “What’s going on? And why that look on your face?”“Well, hell. The General...” But his sentence was cut short as she grabbed.