He had been sobbing and missing his wife and son already and they hadleft over six hours ago.A knock on his door interrupted his despair. He went over...to see who wasthere. Standing in the doorway was his mother and two other men who heknew worked for her. She asked in her regal way, "May we enter, Jason?"He let them in and his mother dressed in her bright scarlet regal robesat down in the kitchen and told him to also. Her words always seemed tobe phrased in a command he could not refuse. Jason. ’ Greg was dressed. I had a long sleeping T-shirt on. He offered me a sip of cold water that tasted good. I felt extremely tired, not sore, just tired. For some reason I was contented and satisfied. I was even glad he was there with me. ‘I’m going to go. You need to get some sleep. If you need me, call. I left my number by the phone.’ We both smiled. It must be addictive. I slept till way after lunchtime. After taking a shower and washing my hair I glanced in the bathroom wastebasket. The used. She sighed deeply, pretending to be disappointed, and rose from the table. “I am prepared to back up my bet gentleman, shall we go somewhere more appropriate?” She felt small beads of perspiration break out on her upper lip. “Perhaps the officer’s lounge?” She knew the door could be locked and there were no security cameras in the room. The men rose together and agreed, then followed Lindsay to the lounge. She stepped in ahead of them and locked the door after they came in. “You will keep this. Rick handled the camera and the two dummys, and he knew both the dolley man and the loader.He inspected the work the camera crew had done, this was a three camera shot, the main one on a curved dolley track, the two dummys set at angles from above for static shots, but synched to the main. The set was, of course, a bedroom. The soundman had his setup in the hallway outside. Everything was in order, he was ready from his end.He gave his people a break, and went to find craft services. he found.