’ ‘Is McKinsey or Director Nichols giving us any other information?’ Stone inquires. Grines sits on the corner of the desk and folds his arms ac...oss his chest. The President sounded a little surprised about this Section 8 and the FBI is not even in the same boat as us.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Greyson asks. ‘I mean they have never even heard of Section 8. I trust you’ve read up on the introductory packet I gave you last week so that we’re all on the same page here.’ Both Greyson and Cassidy nod in. " I asked."Because you are mine." He said.Thet and I took a step back in shock."What do you mean he's yours?! My wife and I found him in the forest, and we've raised him ever since! And that was fourteen years ago!" Thet yelled."Because that was fate. That same day he was born, but my Apprentice hated the fact that I would have a son, knowing my son would be my favorite. He decided to try and leave the child to die, deep in the forest. We searched, trying to find him, but we never did. . Ablerod, I skipped seventh grade because they said it would just be a waste of my time." So, although most of your classmates and friends are sixteen..." That's right, I'm fifteen. I don't turn sixteen for almost ten months!" she replied with an unwitting smile."I see," I replied, smiling myself. I said nothing more of it, and quickly concluded the interview, and then enjoyed the view of her juvenile bubblebutt as she let herself out of my office.-o0o-"I'm sorry Marsha, but she's only fifteen.. He scoffed when I said the word partner. One second later, guess who showed up? Mr. Singh, the young Indian security guard whom I left in the security booth downstairs. He’d begun patrolling and made his way up the floors. Upon seeing him, the two police officers relaxed. Here comes my partner, I said. The chubby policewoman looked at Singh in his uniform. He wore the khaki shirt and black pants with the red company logo emblazed upfront. I wore a black security uniform, with the company logo.