A minute later we were standing at a table where four attractive young women held court for six guys who were holding and buying drinks."Who's your gr...ndfather, Coffee," one of the young guys said with a grin.The tall redhead sitting immediately next to him jabbed him in the side with her elbow. "Don't be an asshole, Greg. Don't you get enough of that at the law office?" No insult taken," I told them, reaching out to shake Greg's hand. "I know I'm a little out of the age range of this crowd,. She'll be mad, and tell Dad. Dad willspank us and yell at us. I don't even know what Mom will do!" Relax little sister, I'll talk to Mom first, and then we'll let her seeyou dressed up. We just need to show her how right this is for you. Youare twelve now, and are going to start growing up soon in a manly way,and who knows how big you could become." Ok, Jenna I trust you with my life. When do you want to tell her?" Let's do it tomorrow, after lunch." Okay, I guess. I'm scared, though." I know,. “Now for my question.”A shaft of sunlight trickles through the dwindling clouds left by the storm. It strikes his face, bathing him in a golden glow. He looks perfect, almost angelic, yet his eyes glitter with a metallic sheen, lightening almost to copper. His pupils narrow, turning into slits. He blinks and the illusion is gone.“Do you trust me?” he asks, opening his palm to reveal a silvery capsule. It has no distinguishing mark, and looks solid. “I want you to make another choice, Natalie. “Commissioner,” Em called once she saw him.He motioned her in. “I’m glad you’re here. They’re almost ready to go. Here, toss on a blast shield and see what you can spot with the device and the car.”She waved him off. “No thanks. I’m sure the explosives squad has taken plenty of photos. You realize, allowing them to demolish the bomb might compromise evidence which might prove your innocence?”“You’re right, but I couldn’t live with myself if I allowed officers to risk their lives just to cover.