What he said made sense, but there was something else in the man’s voice that Rob couldn’t quite pin down. The usually stoic Stephen had seemed em...tionally invested in what he said, almost as if pleading a case rather than giving dry facts. He considered the big man a few moments longer before nodding. ‘I can see what you’re saying though I’m not convinced.I’ll talk to Kurt tonight,’ Rob finally bent a little in his stance. ‘Where is Dorothea now?’ Stephen asked. ‘She is in the Prince Charles. Nothing sounded even remotely familiar. My eyes didn't want to open. The harder I tried to get them to respond, the more my head hurt.I woke, this time to talking. My eyes opened just a bit, but the light hurt."He's awake, Doctor." Hello. Good to see you back. Can you tell me your name?" John," I got out in a scratchy voice."Do you know where you are?" Hospital?" I guessed from what I could see."Do you remember what happened?"My mind tried to think and then nothing."Doctor, he's back," a female. Hamilton,” I said, purposely refusing to call her mother.“Just talk to me, sweetie!” she begged.“About what?” I sneered and finished getting my bike ready for the ride home.“I’m worried about you,” she admitted.“Really?” I asked sarcastically.“Yes, really!” she snapped, starting to get upset. “You’re hurt and angry and you don’t understand.”“You’re right,” I said. “I don’t understand. I don’t understand how you two could stand by while my brother stabbed me in the back and did nothing to stop. So, she as a professional needed the two men to observe as she got serviced. She needed only the technical expertise of the agent and the son backed him up as the manager in charge. Both men completely understood. They seemed ‘pleased’.“That’s just how weird my existence was. And even more odd was the fact how women once having sex with me kept coming back for more. Isn’t it crazy how knowing I’m totally safe and livestock like a pet makes things different?”“Again, okay,” my wife scrutinized me.