" No!" he cut me off. "Henslith knew what she was getting in to. She's bait for now, probably to draw you out. When he figures out she doesn't know ho... it was done and she can't get it back, he's going to come looking for you. If he wants you he's going to have to work for you. Bring your car with you; Waskoff, Evans, and Reed will drive escort on your way to the office." Fine, I think this is a mistake, but I'll wait and make my arguments in person. Just one thing..." What's that?" he. As long as I tell Daddy I'm OK, he'll keep looking after Bill and Denise's families ... Sir." She almost forgot the 'sir' that time. The depth and detail of his research worried her."One thing does puzzle me," Mark asked. "Why did your father pick Private Osbourne? I'd have thought that he would rather have chosen someone who was officer material." He tried to, sir, but none of the potential officers would go along with the arrangement. Bill was the best of the ones who agreed."Mark could. Then there was nothing beneath them. Jake and Béla were tumbling into the dark maw of the crater surrounding them.She reached into the teleportation zone, desperately hoping there was no fire there. There wasn't. An instant later, she pushed Jake and herself out onto their own bed."Wow! What the hell happened?" Jake asked, still stunned."I think our little pinnacle of earth collapsed," Béla told him. She pushed herself off the bed, suddenly noticing how badly she stank. "I'm for the shower. See. Misty raised her head, looked at me, and then trotted toward us, Durango following two lengths behind. "Does that mean you don't want to go with me to see Blaze?"She sighed. "Okay, I'll forgive you. This time."I wiped imaginary sweat from my forehead and tossed it away with a flip of my wrist. "That's a relief. Remind me to put it in my diary tonight. Okay?"She blinked. Twice. "Would you take my picture sitting on Misty?" Sure."She mounted. Not gracefully, but that would come with practice. By.