Amy was certain restaurant's needed the "man in charge" touch to instill confidence that things would be well organized. Although that was not necessa...ily true in Diego's case. He had surprised her with how much he knew about preparing Mexican dishes and she gave him full control of that side of the menu. For the other side, she had hired a woman who had worked in the casino buffet and had shown her how well she managed to organize the kitchen all by herself. It was a mixture of order and chaos. Loosely draped over her bare shoulders was a burgundy wrap that complemented the strapless black dress I had chosen for her. I could just see the red polish on her toes as they peeked out of the open toes of her flats. In her hand, she held a simple black clutch purse. “How do I look, Daddy?” She asked, her eyes sparkling as she watched me come down the last few stairs. I waited until the last step to comment, teasing her. I adjusted my cuff links and straightening my tie before. ”She stepped deliberately on the disturbance with the pointy heel of her high heeled shoe and the enormous door swung slowly open.The room was dark except for the minuscule lights which lit the three chairs.“Pam, “ Natalia asked somewhat taken aback by the sinister look of the room, “Do you have night vision?““Yes, “ she whispered, “there’s nothing else in the room. No windows, nothing.““You are not the mediator,” an eerie voice sneered which sounded right in middle of Natalia’s head.“Did you. “How in the hell did you get that thing so dirty?” “Muddin’. I LOVE muddin’,” she said. “Takin’ a truck out in a field and just drivin’ kickin up mud everywhere… Great way to spend a weekend.” Kent rolled his eyes. How redneck. “You really get a kick out of that, huh? That‘s what you do every weekend?” A devious glint appeared in the girl’s eye. “Not every weekend. There are other fun things to do in the mud.” Kent’s body stiffened. He was a little confused, as he really didn’t know what she.