I said, "Britt, are you okay?" Yes, Chad. Were we shot at?" Yes, the rear window and review mirror are a mess. We sat up hearing a number of shots. I ...ut the car in park and got out helping Britt while keeping my hands in sight. A young officer came up. "Are you Chad Arnold?" Yes, sir. We were shot at by an occupant of the car." That's what we reported. The radio says he's down."Britt said, "I want to talk to Uncle Mitch." Okay, ladylove. Officer, that's Chief Abrams. I think she's the only one. Actually, two rooms had been combined. This “sex-suite” as they referred to it now was very popular on weekends but did well during the week too, especially when Anita, and sometimes Juan, was part of the package. Many times two couples would share the room and, presumably, a lot more.Anita opened the in-room fridge and it was stocked with champagne. She announced, “I have someone covering the front desk if you would like to start the festivities!” When Ollie began to strip the others did. I thought to myself, we have already done that. We had to come back to the office in 10 days and prove that we were one team and that we would do whatever is needed to help the other one out. This was getting stranger every minute. But, I had accepted the job and so I planned to see it through. But this thing with Randy had to be worked out. Tom and Penny then came out and asked how our physicals went. I said mine was fine except for that dang shot. They all had a puzzled look on their face. “You can text once you've reached school.” She drove herself and her sister to their college, my condition for letting her drive one of my cars. “Now, Christine.”“Just a second,” she said, furiously typing. She had brassy-brown hair, a hue closer to my deep red. Her blue eyes, something all three of us had in common, was locked on her phone, the screen reflected in her eyes.“Not just a second,” I said. “Now! Your sister is ready—”“Where's my phone!” squealed Anabella.“How did you lose your.