I think I’m done for the day anyway. I got here just as the lifts opened and I’m beat.’ ‘Wow you’re tough,’ said Jake, pretending to squee...e her biceps. ‘I can only ski for a few hours before my legs turn to jelly. But I suppose living up here you’ve been skiing since you could walk.’ ‘Or a little before. Around here skiing is life. Both my aunt and uncle are ski instructors. The mountain is both a job and a hobby for most people out here. I know I want to work with the kids ski camps at least. "You okay?" I asked.She palmed me the glass container as if passing a note, careful to keep it secret from Jason. I filled it with the liquid in the chamber. "I fell asleep," she said. "Jason just woke me up to get you out and try it for myself." Enjoy," I said.A suspicious glare or a smart-ass smile I had seen on Jason's face before. The blank look he gave me when I came into the booth worried me more than any other. I sat where Margarita had sat, the only other chair in the room besides. I... needed money... for the courses." Veronica nodded encouragingly as Michael took another sip from the glass. "I saw an advert... for models in... films." Erotic films?" Veronica asked quietly.Michael nodded his head, "But they didn't say that to begin with... I only made one and then left." But Adrian found a copy of it?" Veronica said, still quietly."He started saying things like 'Hollywood calling' and 'who's next for the casting couch?' I tried to pretend that I didn't understand, but. Bryan nodded."Any of you ever raise an animal for food?" A few hands went up in the back: likely members of the local FFA chapter from the look of them."Any of you ever actually butcher said animal when done raising it?"All hands fell."Uh, is anyone squeamish enough that the thought of butchering is just too much?"Two hands went up; surprisingly enough from the same group of boys that had claimed to raise livestock."Alright then," Bryan said. "Follow me and you will all see what we are.