"Claire's choice of name left little to the imagination: Joe Mason was a poorly disguised moniker for Joseph Mansard, probably the fourth richest man ...n the country and a mogul of the communications and entertainment industry. There probably wasn't a person in the country who wouldn't recognize his face or who didn't know about his flamboyant and volatile personality. When I'd last seen him, I think it was on the TV news as he appeared before some Congressional committee blasting the. " It's possible," I said with a grin on my face, "but you know there has to be reciprocity." Okay. Let's think..." I am going to ask Ann." Bert gave me a hard look, but that didn't stop me from going to Ann."He wants to do it again, eh? Well you can make him wash the dishes," she said with humph.A short while later, I was in a quiet, dimly lit room with Ann. I had her under in a few minutes. "Ann, do you hear me?" I asked in a quiet, soothing voice.With her eyes still closed, she answered. It took over four hundred wagon loads of lumber just to put it up, and no telling how many of brick for the foundation," he said."Sounds like my kind of place."Mary came to get me then and Frank came with me to help. When we slid the litter out of the wagon I saw Mrs Clancy for the first time. The twins looked remarkably like her and I'll swear she didn't look like she was thirty yet.She did have some remarkable bruises but they were fading now. She was awake and alert but I could tell she was. Time, and time again, I watched as he raised his hand to tuck the errant strands behind his ears, but in the end, he gave up, with a shrug of his shoulders and bent down once more to the task of knocking in the tent pegs. I could see his muscles playing under his clingy t-shirt, the material stretching tightly across his back each time he swung the mallet downwards. I swallowed deeply and scrubbed harder. The muscles were bunching in his arms with the effort of his movements and I could see the.