"I understand," Dr. Klein said."You can't help it; I don't take it as an insult. So, gentlemen," turningto the FBI agents, "are you going to stand asi...e and let my agency handlethis, or are we going to have to go to court over the jurisdictionquestion?" Fine, if that's their choice, I can't stop them," he said in a way thatsuggested he really wished he could. "But make no mistake, I will betaking this up with the brass. In the meantime, I must insist you let oneof my men observe." Of course,". "It sticks me here for so long as trust remains an issue," he replied. "I will not ask others, most especially the civilians I am assigned to protect, to run risks I will not accept for myself. You have freedom to trade off for when you need to return to the Gardener, whether for personal or professional reasons." Professional," she said. "If I have to. Why would I want to go back there when the man I love is here?" Very sweetums," he said, reverting to Standard. She giggled. "I am not really. She’s working for me, now.” “I mean a real job. Not some kind of charity make-work job that means she gets to tag along after big Zachy all day. It’s fucking sick. She’s on you like a nervous puppy. It’s a wonder she doesn’t hump your leg when she gets all excited.” “What the…?” “Really, Zach, you can be such a fucking tool! Try to get this through that thick skull: either she goes, or this goes.” She spread her arms to feature the arduously maintained body he’d never savor again if he made the. Me or saree..” to which I didn’t say anything ” I said “Shweta…lets go to grocery store and come..”..chintu too came with us..along the way I was making jokes of the situations around to which Shweta was laughing and enjoying and chintu too was enjoying his time…we went to grocery store and Shweta started picking up vegetables..I too started picking some items..I took..okra(ladies finger)…drumsticks..and then realized..how would honey taste in Shweta’s navel..that thought made me crazy and I.