“What are you making?”“Bacon and stuffed French toast.”Not exactly on my diet, but I wasn’t about to turn it down. Dad handed me a coffee.�...I talked with Ms. Dixon yesterday. She updated me on several fronts. I’ll start with your civil suit,” he said as Mom put bacon in front of us.You could tell we were related because we both took a moment to wolf down a couple of pieces before he continued.“Zander’s lawyers want all the video from Zak’s house. Ms. Dixon said Jason told her it’s a play to get. ” That’s what Mrs Baxter had told me and I planned to follow those instructions to the letter. Miss Scarlet, hot from performing, poured herself a glass of water. “Anne, isn’t it?” she asked, her gaze upon me. “Yes Miss.” “Well don’t just stand there gawping, Anne. Get me out of this costume.” Not a great start. She didn’t like me. I’d been warned that might be the case. Cautiously, I set about unfastening her tunic. “No, not like that, remove the collar first. You’ll never get anything else. Even if that meant man was placing himself in danger. Even in times of immeneo perclitus serius or imminewnt dire danger, under the mandates of the Iuvensco Scitus they were restrained to allow man to endure his own undoing. Casus Prospera knew these directions well. He had served the Optimates ‘battle in the trenches’ for two centuries. He didn’t like being restrained in his duties, but he knew his actions and inactions were governed by a code as old as time itself. His dedication and skill. I rolled Rachael over on her back and got her to sit up with my help. I gave her the bottle of gin and watched as she took two large swigs off of it. Well, actually I helped her to take those swigs. She was so inebriated that she couldn't hold the bottle but she drank once it was placed at her lips. With the bottle almost empty (it had only been about 1/4 full), I hid it and laid my sodden cousin back down. She immediately passed out again and I left the room. I went back to my room and got my.