Just let your inhibitionsdown, like you did this past weekend, and enjoy this evening. Okay?"'Wow!' She made what we were preparing to do seem so norm...l. I immediatelyrelaxed. "Alright," I exhaled. "If this is what you want, I guess I'm finewith it too. So, what's the plan?" I asked, curious to hear what was goingto be expected of me.She proceeded to tell me in minute detail. Although the plan she outlinedmade me nervous, Regina Rae had made it clear to me that I was not toobject to anything. “Zetia had called her commander Old Buck, so it was reasonable to assume that the mercenary company’s nickname might be after their leader,” I thought, surprised to see her on a brown shaggy horse with a thick mane and forelocks.She saw my questioning look and said, “Wooly’s my animal, a northern mountain horse. While I might be responsible for your mule train, I own a horse.” She sat on his back with a prideful smile on her pretty face.“No one seems to think mules are worth riding,” I. The station wasn’t much better either. Everything was just turning into a shitty day all the way around. Michael hadn’t done his homework the past few nights opting to spend time with Silk. She was proving to be a delight Michael couldn’t get over. He had to spend time with her like he needed air. The intensity amazed him but, he greeting it with open arms.At the station things didn’t get much better. There was shit and it usually ran down hill. This time it happened to be him at the bottom on. I looked at my lawyer. “We got him pretty good, I would say,” he laughed. “Better than good.” He pulled out an envelope and handed it to me.I opened the envelope to find a cashier’s check for four million dollars, the full amount of the settlement. Puzzled, I looked at him and asked, “Aren’t you supposed to get half of it?”Mr. Blake smiled and said, “You didn’t listen to Mrs. Day. She told you that he paid all the legal fees.”Sara Paterson asked, “Do you know what you’re going to do with all.