...,My yearly visit had evolved from a week to much longer, and now pretty much took over the entire summer. College was waiting on the other end of t...e season, but for all this summer, I was going to be Grandma's horny albatross.That was fine with her, my grandmother would always say when I called myself that, and it was her idea for me to eventually spend the whole summer with her. An idea that I jumped on the second it was offered, and I relished the chanceto be "her favorite boy," once. But if it was a dream it was uncannily lifelike.“You are not dreaming Elijah,” Eloise said, reading my mind.“How did I get here? The last I can remember was drinking a glass of --” Realisation then struck me, the drink had been drugged. But by whom, and why.Eloise answered both my spoken and unspoken questions.“When my High Priest arrived at Doctor Armityge’s hospital he was presented with you tightly bound to a stretcher and drugged. Doctor Armityge told him that you were a token of his. Interesting. Warm. I had first met Phillip when his and Rebecca’s daughter, Mindy, had gone missing. It was a brief flirtation with an inefficient cult, the Creed of the Brotherhood.Mindy grew close to Walker and me, then especially close to Walker.Phillip hired me a second time when he was secretly taped having sex with a woman he had met in a New York hotel bar.Today, I’m under contract with the hedge fund, Envoy Assets, that he runs in New York. This case involves a luxury floating seastead,. " You may be right. It would be better for me," I said laughing. "Many things in Germany are done better than in America. But we do some things better as well." Zo, you think we Germans do some things better?" I shook my head. "Ach, this is good. Zo many Americans I meet say that everything in America is better. But this cannot be true." No. America certainly isn't perfect. I have seen many things that would be good if America was the same. We have much we could teach each other." I would like.