"She had a quizzical look but didn't dwell on my cryptic remark."You saw her, then?" she asked, again in a whisper.I nodded, turning to look over agai.... "And him."At that moment Kurt looked up and our eyes met. I held my gaze longer than I might normally have and then gave him the faintest of nods. That produced what I could only describe as a smirk from Mr. Howell. I turned back to our table and tried to ignore his expression but it was too late. I saw it and he knew I saw it.I'm not very good. Interestingly, it had now paid for itself twice over with the end of the auction. Speaking of which, this was how they managed to finish so much awesome shit before the auction. The spirit batteries they sold had nearly 20 intricately connected and intertwined array patterns. The Hoverboard was slightly more advanced and had just short of 300 different patterns in it.Big Berta was a whole other story. Although it took some designs from the boards, it actually had even more advanced models. I wrote a quick one saying I was in Houston and everything was fine, then I sent it. When I arrived at the restaurant I gave my name to the maître d’ and he said, "Yes, Ma’am. Your party is already here. Follow me please."He showed me to a table in a corner by the window. There was a man. He stood up and introduced himself."Good evening Lucy. My name is Robert." Nice to meet you, Robert.” I mentally ran the list of the attendees to the meeting, and I couldn't remember any Robert. He was a. Mom had required us to stop by on our way out of town. She fed us and quietly slipped me a couple hundred-dollar bills telling me to take good care of my sister. I promised that I would. I strongly think that she suspects that Kami and me, are ‘up to no-good.’Yeah, going to a couple of Nudist Resorts satisfies the definition of ‘no-good, ‘ when a brother and sister are involved. She’s going to want to read whatever it is I end up writing, so at that time the ‘shit’ will truly ‘hit the fan’ at.