Statues of stone that crushed all in their path. In the decade since my mother’s death, he’d conquered half of the warring provinces, seeking to r...form the Kingdom of Zeutch.Two hundred years since High King Peter’s death, and no one had emerged to claim the old kingdom’s crown. But now he controlled half the country. The western princedoms would fall to him. He’d be a tyrant.I couldn’t believe he’d let his own peasants be taken by Shizhuthian slavers. He had done horrible things before, but. He had been meaning to oil them, but like most things lately, he kept telling himself it could wait. As Michael continued to work his way around the house, window by window, rusted hinge by rusted hinge, his thoughts continued to swirl around the woman...her beuatiful light brown hair, her legs, God, her legs! The vision of them gently swaying over the side of the kayak and she stroked her way through the water. The thought wouldn't go away, each time it became more and more erotic. He could. Piotrowski's estate was worth a bit over a million." Really?" Really," he said, "Remember I told you that Honour also got me a little money?" I remember." It was a little more than a little." How much more?" Janie asked."A lot," Scott said. He pulled Janie to her feet. "And I'll explain everything, but if I don't get my paper turned in before the deadline, I'm sunk." He glanced at his watch. "I need your help."He led Janie up the stairs to his office. She followed reluctantly. He put her in his. From up this close, he was saddened to see that he’d been right on the money. He wanted to shakehis head. Joss saw those eyes soften a little as he smiled. ‘Please pardon me, but it looked to me like your coffee there is empty, so I thought that you might like another.’ He reached out his hand, ‘My name’s Chris.’ It sounded odd to her somehow. A name like Chris was alright and perfectly fine for a man as handsome as he was, and it suited him somehow, but there was something else, and she.