"Like the General said, it's kinda what we do, rookie." One of the Pivot pilots laughed. We, Aimee noted. They really do think of themselves as Pivot... even though they've probably spent more time getting trained on Academy. She didn't know why the thought surprised her so much, after all, she felt more loyalty to Academy than to Techrider where she was born. And now we're about to fight Academy pilots. The thought pulled her back to the present, and a nervous knot built in her stomach. She. I was wrong though. She led me up to my own bedroom, holding hands, but after kissing me on my lips she said goodnight and went to her own room, leaving me a little confused.In the morning she got me up for school as usual, gave me my breakfast and stood facing away from me at the sink, gazing out of the window. I took my empty dish to her and I could see tears on her face. I put my arm round her and asked why she was crying."I'm so sorry my love," she whispered "it was so wrong of me what we. Interested guys?”They both smiled. “I’m going to see Jane, Fred do you want to come or stay with Zac?”Fred replied “I’ll like to stay with Zac please.”Helena left the guys alone. Walking to see Jane, Helena was admitted straight to the board room. Jane came in after a few minutes after seeing her client. Jane asked “And what do I have the pleasure of your company for Helena?” Smiling. She sat down.“I have the guys looking into getting that development Franco wanted our buildings for. I am. ’ The conversation dropped. Mr. Fogg had just woke up, and was looking out of the window. Soon after Passepartout, without being heard by his master or Aouda, whispered to the detective, ‘Would you really fight for him?’ ‘I would do anything,’ replied Fix, in a tone which betrayed determined will, ‘to get him back living to Europe!’ Passepartout felt something like a shudder shoot through his frame, but his confidence in his master remained unbroken. Was there any means of detaining Mr..