I thought of setting them up to go to their death in a blaze but I’ve got other ideas for them.’ He looks over to Nichols sending him a questionin... look. Nichols already figuring what the question is doesn’t hesitate with answering. ‘They will be picked up the moment they land and taken to the facility.’ ‘Just who the fuck are you?’ Grines asks as his mind begins to clear and he tries to by time to make a plan. The answer comes in the form of breaking glass as the window behind the President is. However, they were almost always a beehive of activity at this time of the day. I looked around and was about to start searching for Mr. Thompson when an attractive young woman approached me."Can I help you?" she smiled. Nice smile too."Yes, I have an appointment with Mr. Thompson." Follow me. I'll take you to his office. He's still in the editorial meeting but he shouldn't be long. Can I get you a coffee or something?" No thanks, I'm fine. Thanks for your help," I smiled. She was cute and made. We weren't exclusive. Nothing in what I had ever done or said would have led a reasonable person (even one who happens to be a woman) think otherwise. If anything, she was the one who acted unreasonably jealous and inappropriate. I think she even realized that, although she obviously didn't realize yet that she was acting immature to beat a hasty retreat like that. I should have let her go, and waited for her to call me later. If she apologized and wanted to talk like grown-ups, I would have. Sometimes my folks can drive her crazy. After a bit I looked up and there stood Bea. She was wearing some shorts and a white tee shirt. She told me her parents went out for the night and was wondering is she could take a dip in the pool. I figured why not. She stripped off her clothes to revial a bright yellow bikini. Wow! She looked great. She got in the pool and asked where Mel was. I told her she went to her grandparents house for the night. Bea seemed to get a little more friendly after I.