I didn’t mind because I wanted to lose a couple of pounds that had migrated straight to my hips despite my almost perfect metabolism.The conference ...oom was a dismal place.The long wooden table was starkly barren and most of the chairs were stacked like discarded soldiers in the corner behind a curtain. Six chairs had been left at the front end of the table for smaller personal interviews like the one that Mister Monroe had called for right after lunch.I had seen Henrietta eyeing Mister. After that we vent for a spin in our rented car to look a bit around.At the gate we met Dave he stopped us and said. "You will be back before 8 o'clock tonight???"We said; "YES!"He said; "Have a nice trip, see you later!"We drove around and looked at the local attractions. I had a hard time concentrating me a bit about what we saw my mind was in the tent at 8 o'clock, I was certain that it had something to do with me and was rather curious to know what it was.We were back at 7 o'clock and got a. Britney walked off the stage looking exhausted. Her top clung to her skin because of the sweat from all the dancing, and the black roots in her hair were more noticeable because it was wet. She walked up to me and took a deep breath. I moved my hand up to her face, and brush some of her hair back that was covering her right eye. "You look exhausted." I told her softly. She was still beautiful though. My hand went from her hair down to her shoulder, and then slowly down her arm to her hand which. “Yes, definitely. They are our Familiars, after all,” he insisted.By 9:45, we were ready to go. I had checked the wards around the house, the property, and the car to ensure that they were all at full strength. In the front yard, Ken and I joined hands, and he cast the transfer spell. We all vanished to reappear in a small park surrounded by large office buildings.“It’s the building on the right that we want,” he told me, and we all moved in that direction. The financial firm that handled my.