What the fuck? He asked himself. Billie carried the ladder over to the offending area, climbed it once more, and leaned to peer into the hole. What t...e hell could have caused the entire center to collapse? Mrs. Sommers probably isn’t going to like this. He couldn’t see anything but a black void. He risked another step on the ladder and leaned further out. Suddenly, the void itself seemed to spin and Billie could feel the back legs of the ladder tilt off the ground, and before he could recover. Tarkington hired the business manager. In each instance you signed off on the policy as the joint owner of the company. You even signed the agreement on dispute resolution. You agreed that, in a dispute, you had resolution authority over anything in the technical side dealing with product development and programming. Mr. Tarkington had resolution authority for all other matters up to and including firing for any reason. You signed the contract authorizing either you or Mr. Tarkington to buy the. She shook her head ever so slightly and said,“Please, screw it closed quickly.”I did, and without saying another word. She was now completely locked into the steel torture implements that she had selected for herself. I asked her how she was doing.She replied, “It hurts like hell, but I’m fine. Now, do the last of them.”Looking at her dresser, I saw two more steel bands, much larger then the bracelets. I asked her what they were for.She exclaimed, “My upper thighs, please.”Shaking my head. Gayathri exclaimed, “Sriram you will catch a cold! ennappa,ippadi pannraellaey, nokku indha oor weatherapatthee theriyaadhu” (why are you doing like this, you don’t know about this city’s weather)She took a towel and went near him and started wiping his head.“You really don’t know how to use a towel, do you? Nokku towella kooda use panna theriyalaey. Uungaathulaey,idhayellam shollitharamaatallaa”( you don’t even know the proper use of towel, they don’t even teach these at your home) she said in.