"I don't understand. We are supposed to be the remnants of an ancient, long dead civilization, probably not even from this world. I know you and I are...not keeping these areas functioning, nor are we keeping these lights lit on the maps. Yet we are supposedly the most powerful beings left of that race, except maybe Bandor, and this area does not have his aura about it." She stopped speaking, looking confused again."So, who is doing it?" I asked quietly, almost afraid to hear the answer. It was. However, she didn't have to like it. It was fun growing up in Wisconsin, even if it was really cold in the winter.Tay and Becca got off the plane and went directly to the car rental place, her parents had ordered them a car so they didn't have to walk around or spend tons of money on the cab rides. Once that was all finished, they were on there way to the hotel, which was right down the street for some very nice clubs.Later that night, Tay and Becca went to a few clubs. The next day they had. “You have been talking to our officers?” one asked.“No. Not as such.”“Then piss off.” The Patrollers turned away from him“He came in to see us.”Once again the Patrollers turned to glare at him. “You turn us in, and you’ll regret it.”The barman retreated back behind the bar again, and began to pack up the full bottles and return them to the cellar.“What the hell?” The landlord asked, staring at his barman as he came down into the cellar with a crate of bottles.The barman quickly filled his boss. "Hey, daddy," Erica said into the phone."Hey, baby. Enjoying yourself?" Oh, yeah. Paris is awesome. Of course, Rome was awesome, too." Don't forget Vienna and Munich," Claire said in the background, and Bob could hear Will laugh."You earned it," Bob said. "I still think they cheated you out of valedictorian. Graduating a year early, with a 4.0?" The other girl had a better weighted GPA, dad. Plus, her father is the county mayor, or something." Whatever. They cheated." Who cares, dad?" Erica.