Place filled up with suits asking questions." What kind of questions?" Nothing about any missions I did," said Jerry. "And that's the funny thing. The... cleaned house in upper management, but not a single analyst like you or me got fired. It was weird. From the people I've talked to, nobody ever asked them anything about an actual assignment. It was like some high up types got caught with hookers in their offices or something. One day everything was fine, and the next Jim Humphrey and the old. We need to get out of here, but there's a problem with that too. My plan was to use my phone to call for a helicopter to pick us up, but unfortunately there's no signal," Gavin explained."Use your phone to call who?" Rose asked."Henry, Henry Sinclair, Johnny's father," Gavin answered."Him! You have to be joking, why would Henry help me?" Rose demanded to know."That's another long story; I promise I'll explain everything later. For now we need to find a way of contacting him." There's a radio. I’ll give you that!Chloe: Holding these positions is not as easy as it seems!Me: I tried it once, I know.Rose: Better than nothing.Now they both were in the ‘Downward Dog’ yoga position. They were facing to the left. I wasn’t behind or in front, I was on the side. The pose is making inverted V shape with hands and legs fully straight and the ass being the top peak point of inverted V.Ohhh. Now I’m bummed. Chloe is not wearing anything short! Her skirt was covering her ass and thighs.Chloe: This. I'm not married and no one where I work would give a shit who I was fucking, so there isn't any leverage there. Go ahead with what ever you planned in that dirty little mind of yours, but I would have expected a lot better from the son of John Henry."Her outburst had surprised him and with her voice raised, several customers at adjoining tables were looking their way. "Oh Jesus Ruby, it was nothing like that - honest. I wasn't thinking anything like that. You misunderstood my words." Well, just.