As he walked out of the shop, an old man dressed like a filthy beggar and smelling of shit strode in through the door. James was almost dry reaching j...st from passing by the man.The man acting as the store clerk today also had a disgusted expression on his face as the beggar like man walked up to the counter while scratching his ass through the dirty hessian sack he was using as clothing. Curious to see just what this man expected to achieve, James stopped at the doorway. Then after second. It would allow me to keep Slutty on the up and up while creating a new illegal business. They didn’t like the idea. They wanted greater access to the Slutty girls, and my proposal didn’t give them that. It also didn’t address their desire to dig out a piece of the drug business in Europe.By the end of Angel’s stay, I had it figured out. We still went ahead with my original counter-proposal. Turkey only got our foot in the door for the European drug trade. Instead of going for Europe drug trade,. ..The pilot asks, “What’s the destination?”I reply, “Ben’s truck was seen last in the 300 block of West Colfax Ave. If we could circle the area perhaps we can locate his truck.”The pilot responds, “We can get to the 300 block of W. Colfax, however because of the Denver Mint, the Denver capital building and Denver county courthouse the airspace is restricted. Also there are no known viable landing areas in the vicinity.”Rats! Double rats! And triple rats! Leave it to my Ben to find someplace. The Channel crossing was relatively calm; even so I suffered an attack of mal de mer but recovered soon after disembarking at Dover. I had several Cambrai cheeses for Gerard De Pardieu, Baron d'Abbeville, and also some questions: how was it that de La Zouche had known my London address, and thus followed me when I left for France?The road from Dover passed through an area of London, south of the river Thames, known as the Elephant and Castle. Baron d'Abbeville had lodgings near the coaching inn.