..can you provide us with the information Trent mentioned?"demanded a man with a neatly trimmed beard wearing a Saville Row suit.Trent knew him too, a... he was the man who had recruited Trent out of theMarines twenty years ago and had been his mentor ever since. He was nosomeone you wanted to cross because William Franks had once been anofficer in the special forces, and then high-priced mercenary.Brandon didn?t reply so Trent hit hard him in the ribs with his forearm."Answer Major. She stood with her arms crossed barring me from her desk. She told me with no uncertain terms that this is hers and if I so much as move one piece of paper on her desk she will dump the whole thing back on my desk and take an ‘indefinite vacation.’ I backed towards my desk slowly. She returned to her work mumbling, ‘Bosses really need to know where the boundaries are.’ Samantha phoned back later that evening. We exchanged pleasantries then I told her that she needed to be here in six weeks for. The damp cavern was scary enough to make her want to call it a day and wait for the power to be restored. The flickering light of the oil lanterns made it extremely difficult to decipher the wall carvings recently unearthed. She was totally unaware of how her buttocks were twitching about as she bent to the task at hand. Rudy her devoted second in command was not paying much attention to the drawings because he was perusing the shapely heart-shaped bottom directly in front of his face. They. "The day it all came to a head when she sat me down at the kitchen table and started laying out information about the college I was going to attend, what my major would be and what minors I was going to take along with it. I took my hand and swept all the papers off the table and onto the floor and said, "I'm not going to college. The only thing I'm going to do is get the fuck out of this house the day I turn eighteen." Don't you use those words and take that tone of voice with me young man.".