Spencer leant against the side of his silver Mercedes SUV and took a sip of coffee from his insulated mug. He always made sure to watch until his daug...ter had gone up the steps and disappeared into the building. Amy was the closest reminder he had to his late wife Kirstin. It had been also six years since they had lost her in a car accident and he still missed her every day. Amy was growing up to be more and more like her mother with every passing year. The similarities were stinging at. She dismissed him with barely a word, waving him away before she had even left the bed, even refusing his offer to put away the clothes she had discarded the night before.She had been amused when she woke to look down and see the sleeping Lionel, his hands clutching at one of her shoes, his face still shrouded by her panties. She’d told him to go, knowing he could get a shower and a shave in the executive washroom at the office. She followed him shortly afterwards.Allison had plenty of time. I overtook three cars to keep up with her, ahead of us i saw a faint glow of red and green lights, it was another motel. She pulled in, so did it. I waited in my car. I watched as she went in. I waited, she came out and walked up the metal stairs onto the second floor, and opened room 801. I did as she did. But i made sure i got the room next to hers. I went inside. I was going to wait until she went down for dinner before i talked to her again. I went into the bathroom to have a shave. From. “In two separate battles, his tactics saved King Kugiar’s life. Your tactics were even more successful. First, you and Zuela successfully defeated twelve bandits and saved Kazani and Saraki. Then, six of you, including three women, defended the valley from a hundred men while receiving only one wound--two if you count Missimo,” she said, sounding just as proud of Missimo.“We just took advantage of what the mountain and valley offered,” I replied.She was impressed with the chalk quarry. I.