"Stacey, are you ill?" Cheryl asked her.Cheryl was another annoying co-worker, but she at least meant well. She just had it easier with her husband, a...d made a point of giving Stacey unsolicited advice on her marriage. Of course, she was also a Bible-thumper and complained about her husband's resistance to her conversion efforts, so Stacey didn't take her counsel too seriously. Any woman who couldn't see her good fortune in marrying someone like Don, without trying to change him, clearly had. The chair was wired in every possible way, including a link to notify my agents if I stand up, that I am on the move. Rather than gawk like a tourist from Topeka, which I was, I quickly strapped in, accepted a glass of iced tea, and a small bowl of pretzels, emblazoned with the Air Force Two crest, and settled down for the flight home.Steve Gross came forward and asked me if I knew that Rick Parnell was aboard. "I'm sorry, Steve, but who ordered Rick's weekend to be wrecked just because I. She gave a codeword and an alphanumeric code. "You should not call here. Prepare todisconnect" we heard a voice tell her. She replied "You just tell herthat everything about Stacey is going to be exposed immediately unlessshe talks to me. This is a crisis. Call me back, or the shit will hitthe fan."She hung up. "They do not like you to stay on the line too long anyway;otherwise the call might get traced. Don't worry, they have my number,they read every incoming number automatically."In just a. The two couples met in the main room and looked at the mess of the girls’ stuff, just piled up in the middle of the room. The girls approached the mess and started sorting through it as they were trying to find some clothes for bed. Gavin and Bear got into a quiet discussion.“Um, ladies, Bear and I both have spare rooms. It might be easier if we make-up the spare beds and you ladies take one apartment. We will share the other until we get this mess sorted out in the morning.”The girls looked at.