Carol had been watching for him, and greeted him at the door with a big hug, and welcomed him in. She was still the 5'2" athletic girl he'd known in c...llege, and the short shorts and sports bra look was still a good one for her. He was still in his Class A dress uniform, standard for the formalities of his job, but he was ready to be a little more relaxed for dinner. She was a military brat, and had a thing for a man in uniform, especially those formal dress uniforms. He'd brought along a. His bare back, tightly muscled, with a single, overgrown mole among the constellations of minor blemishes. His breathing, slow and careful as he spoke. Then a little shorter, harder. ‘Yes, this is he. No, I was not aware of that. He did? Really? Not Lyla?’ Lyla? And who, pray tell, is Lyla, thought Susannah? She’d shadowed this brilliant man for six months, moving around the world with him, listening to his speeches, proofreading his newspaper articles, even understanding some of them and what. ” We split apart and were led inside. I immediately got lost but found myself being led into a locker room. It reminded me of when I had been in the locker rooms at the Georgia Dome, which I had seen back when we were in the State Championships my senior year. It was a lot bigger and nicer than the locker room in the basement of the station. I got a lot of stares as I entered. One of the coaches greeted me and led me over to where Jack was gearing up.Jack smiled and clapped me on the back.. It's just then that you take notice of a line of orange light glowing on the floor just a few feet ahead. You hear some muffled voices coming from beyond this wall, but can't make out what it is they're saying until they draw closer. "Yeah, it almost seems like the power was cut or somethin'. Engineering's supposed to be on it. In the meantime, you boys check that direction." It's a deep, gravelly voice, and you have to focus hard to make out the words it speaks. A moment later, you hear: "Door.