"Get a grip you’re being paranoid" I think to myself and start walking faster. "I just want to go home."Out of nowhere a hand grabs my wrist pulling...it behind my back, a shot of pain courses through my arm, as the hand guides me into a dark alley. I was about to scream in anguish when another hand with a hanky covers my mouth and stuffing it in to muffle my cries. I go to grab his hand, clawing away at it with my own remaining free hand, but he grabs it too and pulls it back behind me."You. Though less than a decade older than Hank, Charles demonstrated what natural aging did to the human body—Hank was muscular, healthy, and sexy even. Charles was worn out. Charles lifted his beard to show a collar around his neck. "I chose to wear my Legal Resident identification collar when I could wear it around my wrist and avoid being mistaken for a slave. I don't get many customers when it's my turn for brothel duty—not every woman has an unfulfilled Electra Complex fantasy. I am a Legal. And she hadn't come to work at all yesterday. Doc had been in and out all day and he was quite gruff, said he had a terrible fucking hangover. That's probably what was the matter with Evelyn, too.The office door opened and Beth looked up to see Doc coming in. He usually took twice this long for lunch. Behind him was a tall, very dark young man. He was broad shouldered, had thick black hair and moustache, and coal black eyes. He was very handsome in a foreign mysterious way."Beth, this is Ab. "Frank and Amber are married so obviously they're sharing a room. Sarah and Jenny aren't romantically entangled with anyone I know of, so they share a room. You two are obviously together so we--"He stopped, and started laughing."You mean you're not, that is to say you haven't, I mean seriously, you two aren't sleeping with each other? Why? You're glued at the hip every time I see you. I'll ask one of you a question and the other answers. If you want, I can switch Moira to Jimmy, and you can.