"I continued, "Drew, Shawna, and Hank are working on a design right now and when we have what we want, I'll have Jeff build the shell and then we'll d...sign the inside. Two of the three new people are coachmen, so they will be able to build most of what we want on the inside. The third guy is a mechanic, and will work with Abe's people to make the truck roadworthy."Tiny smiled, saying, "Keep me posted, so you don't surprise me with another business with fifteen to twenty employees."The day went. I don't even know what the stuff's called--I don't think it has a street name yet--but administered in tiny doses over a few hours, it intensifies the effects of alcohol, causing stupor, followed by a state in which the victim--sorry to call you a victim--becomes extremely susceptible to suggestion." Stupor..." Yes, I see it's working."John wanted to call out for help, but it came out a hoarse whisper. Even if he did manage to cry out, who would hear him over the music? And who would help him?. They just stopped what they’re doing and waited for me to speak.I asked, “Any problems?”They look a little depressed but they shook their heads.I asked, “Did you bring anything with you I might question?”Jessica looked a little guilty and finally she said, “My jewelry? I don’t have a lot, though.”I thought about it for a moment and then I asked her, “Is any of it big ticket stuff that was bought with town money?”Dylan quickly responded, “No, I swear. The only thing she has of any real value is. ‘What? Oh, I’m sorry, Carla. Were you saying something?’ Solace could feel the tears she had tried to hold back begin to slide down her cheeks. ‘I was just saying that you should come over. I know that would help speed her recovery.’ Carla said with a smile in her voice. Solace felt herself begin to tremble. How would she respond to Carla’s innocent statement? ‘I…I…can’t.’ Solace finally said simply. ‘Oh, are you going out? I’m sorry. Maybe you can come over tomorrow?’ Carla asked hopefully..