There was a plot to kill you tonight.” His wings folded neatly behind his back. “They were going to blame Angel and Rowie.” He shook his head, c...osing his eyes for a moment. “I was not going to allow that to happen. Not to my… to the girls.” He crouched down to her and she backed away. Again, he grinned. “I was waiting for someone to open a portal. I’ve been watching what goes on. The old sorceress did me a big favor by trying to enslave me. Pulled me right out from hell. Finally.” Fear gripped. We had a game of pool going and we really did not want to stop. So, I approached Dave and said that I would like to stay and finish our game of pool. Of course he had no problem with that and he tossed me the keys and said for me to meet him at the bar once we had finished. Now, I am not what I consider to be a good looking man. I am 5’8” tall, slight belly but still fit. I have greying hair, mustache and beard. I am somewhat fit for my body type. I didn’t like to work out, but I tried to make. Dave focused on his shot, visualized the flight of the ball then drew the club back smoothly. He drove through the shot and nipped the ball off the short fairway grass. The ball landed three feet past and one foot right of the hole; it took one bounce then sucked straight back finishing one foot from the hole. The crowd cheered much louder than they had for Vijay and Dave waved thanks to them as he handed his wedge to his father who passed him his putter. Dave strode to the first green brimming. The woman was probably one of the most stunningly beautiful women he had ever seen. She was about five and a half feet tall and looked like she weighed about 125 pounds. Her jet black hair curled around her shoulders and her slightly tilted eyes hinted at some Native American or oriental blood in her background. It looked like most of her weight was in her chest. She had to be at least a double D and she obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Her tight blouse highlighted and emphasized more than it.