" Well, now you are. Go bring your things in and put them in the master bedroom. We'll deal with the sleeping arrangements when the children are in be...."I looked at her carefully and didn't see a moment's hesitation. It was a "done deal" as far as she was concerned. I assumed I'd be sleeping on the sofa.I pulled out my travel bag from the back of the Subaru and brought it into the house. As instructed, I put it inside the door of the master bedroom, then returned to the kitchen. I assumed a. My clients were my ticket to freedom.By 1990, just as Nina was starting her third year of medical school I had both the contacts and the impressive reputation I needed. I resigned my position with the firm and Stevens Investment Consulting was born. My price was high, higher than anyone in the Seattle area. I did not advertise in any way shape or form. But I had more clients than I could handle. Word of mouth had spread that if you wanted to make some guaranteed money, you went and saw Bill. She was the "colony governor" and it was official. Lilith was no Colonel Dorman. On the other hand I was involved in an activity I detested: social engineering. I couldn't really complain—I had done worse to my fellow humans as a soldier. The eyes of the Confederacy were upon me—don't think I didn't hum "The Eyes of Texas" when I though about pervasive surveillance. I guess I could rationalize that this baboon troop would be rotting corpses if not for Confederacy medical intervention.There were. She checked out her appearance in the mirror and was pleased with the image reflected back at her. She was wearing a conservative black dress that flattered her figure without looking too sexy. At least, that was her opinion.Armed with a small black purse and reservations at the best steak house in the area, she headed towards the limousine parked in front of her house. Looking like someone had shot his favorite dog, Jim stood by the rear door holding it open for her. When she approached, he.