Hime sat with a thud, noticing that none of Jake's four Jinns were growing weaker or fading, yes they'd have to wait.Jake was floating in a vast grey ...rea not unlike the dream plane. Well he thought, I made, I think."So," came a booming loud voice. "It has been an extremely long time since I have had a visitor." There was a sudden rushing of power then the great Jinn appeared beside Jake towering over him. "I know why you are here. It has never been done before, there are many risks involved.". The new recruits were running around like a bunch of ants stirred up by a herd of horses. I corralled most of my men and we moved outside to a shady space in the tree-line before they could get infected with the bug of worry that always hit the lower-ranked men before a big battle. I set them to cleaning their weapons and checking the ammo for anything that might cause them to misfire. I knew that anytime they were busy with common sense projects the less concern they would have about getting. I gave her the Food Pantry check."Thank you, Brian. The pantry can certainly use this. What did the others say?" I mailed my parents' check and Paige gave her dad his check this morning, but I haven't seen Mr. McMahan or Ms. Dickens." My dad was pleasantly surprised," Paige said."Wait a second. You gave him his check this morning. Didn't you come here yesterday?"Paige looked my way before responding to Nadine's question. "Brian came to Boston yesterday afternoon. We took the kids to the Red Sox. Eachparticipant is allowed to vote for the best master or mistress and forthe best slave. The winners get a thousand dollar prize taken fromthe entry fees and the name tags allow others to know whom to votefor. You should have an excellent chance at the prizes, if you chooseto participate." "Ah, now I understand. I do allow my slaves to earn money forme. By all means, tag them. This is Angel, and this is Huntress." Name tags were pinned to the thin material of the slavedresses, the slaves.