Thank you for your time and I am sure my secretary can show you to the main entrance."After Merle left, Maguire turned to Davenport and asked, "Do you...believe this guy?" Merle was the king pin in town for a few years. But he never got production up to requirements and USDA had constant problems. We found his inspectors bribed a number of times and we had tainted meat products poison and kill over a half dozen people. It put the entire state system in jeopardy." And what about Findlay?" Maguire. Williams' home office. There was a heated discussion going on. I was getting in too late to hear the whole thing, but I figured that I could come back to an earlier time if that turned out to be significant. At the point I entered, one of the visitors was complaining that Mr. Williams was holding back on his payments to the "Family." I gathered that this was some sort of organization, since I could hear the capital "F" in "Family."Mr. Williams vehemently denied this, and the yelling went back. Michael notices the worried look on my face. ‘What’s wrong habibi?’ he asked. When I told him what just happened he laughed. Pointing to my knitting he said, ‘Maybe you were listening to the right station after all.’ Moving behind me, my stud cupped my chin so that I was looking up at him. This was my signal to open my mouth. I obeyed. He released a drop of spit into my ready mouth. I swallowed it greedily. I always love taking any of his fluids into my body. Any part of my Arab master can. It was a nice room, with a big king sized bed. It smelled clean and fresh, like when we moved into our new house. He pushed me to the edge of the bed and let go.I sat down with shoulders hunched over, and folded my hands in my lap again. The room had one of those mini bars and the guy opened it and poked around. When he walked back over he was carrying an open beer and he tossed a little bottle in my lap. Tequila."Here. This'll loosen you up a little," he said.I didn't like tequila, but didn't.