An attack wuz expected by them damned English down there, an' the soldiers were needed more there than here. Anyway, we wuz operatin' on what the Army...called "heightened alert."The Army left an' the Injuns got the hint. The trouble started slowly, but it was steadily increasin', 'til we had a full fledged war on our hands, again. At least, by this time, the Henryville militia had nearly 50 men in "uniform," so we were in pretty good shape an' could meet them Creek Injuns in open battle. I hoped. Some of us did - I'm not proud of havingdone it - but I kind of doubt Raymond actually did. No one who passedtheir damn test was allowed to become a reality readjustor. None of usknow what actually happened to those people that did pass the test; wenever saw any of them again. The company simply doesn't want any peopleworking as reality readjustors that might question what they wanteddone or how they wanted it done.Most of us just feel it's better to stay out of Raymond's way.It's better for. So whenhis small growl did nothing to quell Leon's smirk, Foulkes took somenightwear from a chest and ducked behind a privacy screen.Laughing, because Foulkes never used any other screen during theirtrip, Leon asked, "Want to hear what Lobo said?" Sure." Fenris' informants are right, it appears this Dorsey lives in afarming commune just outside of town. Better yet, instead of being justone of the hands, he actually runs it." Then he may have the means to actually pay us back?" Yep. Nor does he. ”========================================The last rays of the setting sun shone brightly on the snow covered peak of the Berghoff, making it glow orange against the darkening sky.The city lights twinkled in the cool air as guests assembled for the wedding ball of Prince Boris and Princess Mitzy but in the palace voices were raised, “She cannot greet the guests naked!” the Queen insisted.“Oh yes I can it’s in the contract,” Mitzy countered, “That’s what the folks paid a hundred dollars a ticket.