"All companies are the same sweetie. They all want what's best for the bottom line. If you aren't being picked it is because they don't think you have...what it takes. Being a good ole boy has nothing to do with who gets promotions in modern day business." Bullshit! What about the time the regional sales managers job was open and they told me that Hawkins and I were the only ones being considered and they told us both that whoever performed the best would get the job? I outsold Hawkins three to. I didn’t even have any drunks to contend with. I headed home at midnight, and I found Julia waiting for me. I knew this had nothing to do directly with Sam, or Replicator would have warned me. She just wanted to sit in the veranda swing and talk for a few minutes.“Jeff, I can hardly wait until Sam can take over being marshal again. I find that I really miss being with you whenever you are gone. Even Susan is complaining. We can hardly wait until you can spend more time with us.”“Honestly,. I’ll be right back,” I thrust my money apron into her hands and dashed around the end of the counter. Betty laughed. “You’ve been married five years and you’re still running after him? You need to get him trained!” Mark gave me a big hug when I caught up to him. “Hi, Kathy, where’ve you been? I’ve walked the whole place three times!” “Well, I tried to get your attention but you didn’t see me. What’s going. Why she wanted to try out being the small mousy girl from biology, I had no idea, but the concept made me uncomfortable.See, the thing is, when you’re wearing the receiver, whoever wore the helmet had complete control over your body - as if it were their own. Sarah would be able to feel, see, and hear everything I did, and she’d also be the one behind the controls. I would be just a passenger in my own body, unable to even blink by myself, just watching myself move until Sarah had the good.