It wasn't "top shelf", it was the stuff kept in the back room. Grabbing a couple shot glasses she filled them up and we toasted. The vodka was as cold...as ice and was smoother than Grey Goose or Belvadere. Snatching the empty glass from my hand, she started kissing my neck. Her breath was filled with booze and the smell of burnt almonds, which as I had learned is what meth smells like when smoked. She grabbed my crotch, "Oh Daddy, I want you to fill me up before Mommy comes home". I needed to. One of his hands disappeared, but the other remained on the back of her head, holding her in place while he dined on her mouth and she reciprocated, and then it was clear their tongues were dancing while he felt up her front. Another stunning jogger passed by, and she took note of them kissing and smiled to see their display of affection. I was dumbstruck by her beautiful smile and the way here eyes sparkled at the old folks. I remember that look still, decades later. He finally broke away and. We have summoned youhere, today, to ask for your help."The woman lifted her head up, here, and her yellow eyes shone with feveras they met David's brown eyed gaze. "An evil woman, by the name ofSorissa, took the throne of this kingdom two hundred years ago. Shecalls herself the Matriarch of Resperan. She's immortal, which is why weneed your help to defeat her. Only a true heroine can stop her." Thegirl smiled, at those words. "But I'm sure you're used to killing allsorts of immortal despots,. Steele wasn’t constrained by the rules of law, not when he was seeking justice.Steele strapped his ankle gun on and remained sitting on the side of the bed in his motel room with his forearms planted on his thighs and hands clasped. Head down. He had hoped Wilks would have a lead for him. Anything. But no one spoke to Wilks, or maybe no one knew anything. In such a small town, how could no one know anything?The police chief was not forthright with Wilks. Steele trusted his friend’s instincts..