Again.Katie raised her eyebrow and waited patiently, "Yes?"Nick finally asked, "What are you wearing?"His blonde headed daughter rolled her blue eyes ...nd slouched, "Oh come on Dad. It's clothes. It's just a skirt."Lauren turned her attention over to Katie. When she saw what Katie was clad in, her mind forgot about the storm for a moment."Oh I don't think so!" Lauren chastised her daughter."Ugh! What?!" Katie pouted in her usual sweet-valley bitch routine. "I'm 18 now Mom! I can dress however I. Are you okay?” I nodded. “I think so.” “Good. Now lets get you in the shower.” I stood up, shakily, and she started to undress me. I stood thereand let her strip my clothes off. Then she helped me into the tub andturned the water on. I screamed as a jet of ice-cold water pouredover my body. Sara held my arm in a tight grip and made me standunder the cold water until I was shivering violently. Then she turnedit off and handed me a towel. I stepped out. Obviously it was bad enough to warrant death and part of Jonas's orders had been to inform the man that his death was courtesy of the Dieland Family out of Kansas City but the Las Angeles family was responsible for the death warrant. Apparently whatever the man did wasn't bad enough to earn him a lot of pain prior to his death. Jonas's orders had been specific. Inform the man of his impending death at the hands of the Dieland Family. Kill him quickly and as painlessly as possible and with a. He felt like one of the more sour berries immersed in it.And after an hour of not noticing the women at the bar and being aware of his lack of interest in imagining them naked--his lover would overmatch any of them--his unsteady eyes began taking that tack.The third woman he studied studied him back. It turned out they knew each other. The pretty albeit slightly chunky secretary from the firm met his eyes and smiled. She tapped the shoulder of another woman, the receptionist, a lithe blonde.