“It’s time to let your mum relax.”“Can I have another minute, please, Steve?” I looked at Kat who moved her head slightly to consent.“Okay... but no longer!” As she put her charcoal down she exhaled noisily; this was Kat’s cue to relax, too: “Can I look, Steve?”I nodded and without any hesitation she stood up, allowing the robe to fall back onto the seat, then she walked towards us and stood behind her daughter: “Gosh, is that what I look like?”“Mmm, kind of—but it’s not supposed to be you, Mum:. The crew rapidly donned silver flame-retardant suits and mounted up. The beast made its way toward its station on one of the few taxiways, its progress made ponderous by its impressive bulk and load of water and fire suppression chemicals.Captain Arsenault stared down at the untouched pork chop on his lunch tray with dismay. Placing the tray on the table before him, he picked up the apple he'd originally chosen for dessert and raced out of the officers' mess.Whitefeather chased his squad off. Since i didn’t want her to become more upset i didn’t enquire much n i diverted her attn. towards movies n things as usual. After our dinner i asked where I can drop her. If she wanted i could drop her home as well for which she said she’ll get a bus n asked me to drop her to bus stop. I dropped her n i could feel she was happy with my company. Her bus came n she left.Around 10 i got a text thanking me after long time she enjoyed outside food. Just food i asked n she replied your company as. Maybe my intelligence of their routine was flawed and yet – my sources had been reliable in the past. I didn’t expect this one to be any different. I was being kept mildly amused by the proceedings around the pool table. It was an odd arrangement, and I’m usually spot on with body language but something about this lot didn’t add up. There was a greasy looking guy, a little like a roadie. He had the cut of a biker but not the mien of a proper chapter member. A drifter maybe. The other two.