Boys your age can't afford me. My subs tend to be professionalmen. Doctors, lawyers, accountants, dentists? I even have a police chiefthat I see and a...politician. Some come from as far away as WashingtonD.C. and one flies in from Dallas every month."I listened in fascination. All right, I could see why Mistress Alexiahadn't posted a photo on her profile. But once she opened her mouth, Iadmit, I was mesmerized. She was right. There was something very directand forceful about her way of speaking,. When Hannah looked up at him, her big eyes swimming in tears he was sure that something was wrong. "She didn't want to talk to you. I tried but she wouldn't listen to me. She said she called me to say goodbye. She's not coming back".Anger flared suddenly. "The hell she isn't!" But daddy..." It's ok honey. Did she tell you where she was?"Hannah blushed and averted her gaze from his face. "I'm not supposed to tell you", she explained."Do you want her back or not?", he asked tersely."Of course I. " Stand-by, Roadrunner. I think we have you on radar now. Say again your situation?" Coyote Base, we're coming down fast with zero instrumentation. And something up here zapped us. Gave me a goddamn migraine!" Copy that Roadrunner. We are tracking your descent through angels seven. Maintain your approach. Can you ID what hit you?" Negative, Coyote Base. Though I suspect we may have just learned Santa Claus exists." Say again, Roadrunner?" I cannot confirm, Coyote Base. But whatever hit us is. The whole scenario gave me a creepy serial killer vibe. But I knew she was my aunt so she wouldn’t hurt me. She dragged me by my hand to the elevator.“Where are we?” I asked as she gave me a furious look as to say, “Shut up.” We reached the 28th floor and got out. She dragged me and opened the door to a flat. We both got in, and it was a really good house. The interior was good, and there was still a lot of the basic stuff you’d need.It looked like no one had been there for a while, but it was.