The next morning I tried to kiss him good bye, but he turned away saying,"hope you have fun." I knew what he was referring to as fun.By nine thirty we...were on our way to Chicago for a broadcasters meeting. We arrived and went straight to the Marriott Hotel. There we checked in and I was a little surprised to see we had separate rooms. We took the elevator up and found our rooms were next door to each other. when I opened the door and went in, I saw there was a double door between the two rooms,. I tapped on her door without opening it. "Who is it?" It's me, Les. Can I come in?" I guess so."I pushed open the door and saw that she was lying on her bed, her head propped up on a couple of pillows so she could see me. She had her "don't mess with me" robe on. It started at her ankles and went up to her neck with buttons all the way. She looked kind of stiff. She had slippers with little bunny heads on them, but I wasn't about to make any jokes about her foot ware. She was looking right at. When I had lived it County Seat, I had cable internet service but I canceled that when I left.As I expected Martin called me, before bedtime. "I am sorry that fucking guy is a clown. He thinks operatives are stupid. You figured out the car business is a sham and that scared the piss out of him. I always knew you were intuitive boarding on physic. Don't let him worry you, I explained that you would never talk about our business. I also explained what would happen, if he felt you were a threat. Unfortunately, Remien Fyre looked unfazed by Ashriel’s attempt to look foreboding. The weredragon pulled a young girl in his wake. Her wide golden eyes showed whites and she seemed to be dragging her feet as she stared at Ashriel. Her skimpy attire barely covered skin the color of caramel, almost as dark as Anniel’s, and her hair was a silken flow of black down to her hips. He’d seen her with the golden weredragon, Zachariel, and wondered why Remien had her by the hand. He knew the red.