They wouldn’t risk her potentially spending time with a lunatic. I guessed that she wanted an opening to talk about me instead of herself.“I own a...brokerage house. We help people with their investments.”“Are you local?”“Pretty much. Right off 21st street and 12th avenue.”“Is it a one-man operation?”I didn’t want to come across as a braggart, so I undersold it. “No, I’ve got a few employees. We’re not Morgan Stanley, but we’re not some fly by night company either.”“Do you enjoy it?”“You know, I. If the story turned out to be a delusion on Chad’s part, this whole thing could blow up in her face if the authorities were involved. There was a knock on her door. ‘Come in.’ The door opened and she was shocked to see that Kate and Alan were standing in her doorway, together. ‘Hello. I’m surprised to see you.’ ‘Kate told me about your conversation just now, and about what Chad had said to you, and we’re here to clear some things up.’ ‘OK.’ Mrs. Hall had no idea where this was going. ‘Before I. Angelina: "Okay, I guess this is going to take a while. In the mean timeI think Valerie needs a manicure and a pedicure. *giggles* What sayVanessa?"Vanessa: "Oh that would be lovely, I guess I will take care of her toenails and you focus on her manicure."Angelina: "Cool! That would be perfect. In the mean while she would beready for her haircut. I will just get all the tools."Angelina opened a drawer and gathered quite a few things and Vanessa gotsome hot water in a small tub and before Victor. Clearly, the girls were a little too nervous to tell him off, or perhaps they didn't realize how I felt about the loveseat. The sofa was one thing, but the loveseat was off-limits to the likes of him forever.I was frankly furious. I was done with this jackal and I wanted him out of Jen's life, and the rest of our lives to boot, permanently. I didn't want him involved in raising the girl. I wanted him gone, period. Not troubling the rest of us at all, that kind of gone was what I wanted from.