“You two had your fun?”“Yes!” We answered in unison and laughed.“And now,” Snowy looked at us with malice, “I will be the one laughing s...nce I am giving out the assignment. Which will be as follows…” She paused for a bit of drama. “Loser must play with himself – or herself – for half a minute.”Well, well… It seemed that Snowy decided to start playing for real. Lydia looked at me and winked. I liked Lydia liking where the things were heading.“All right…” I didn’t even notice that I said it out. Cal was not comfortable with notoriety of any kind. He knew that success in sports would bring lots of attention, but that had nothing to do with why he played. The competing and the winning were their own reward. So far, he had not been noticed much. A kickoff specialist and freshman guard on the JV team could be pretty anonymous.Likewise with his martial arts, the various degrees were of no interest to him. His competitive spirit did not even transfer to that part of his life. He had gotten. I took my coffee in and he closed the door so we could talk. I told him of the events of last night and what I found out about Sue's new life style. I then gave him the envelope full of stuff I collected and he finally started to talk. He listened to my story and never interrupted once. I could see the legal wheels working in his head as I recalled last night events. I also told him of Bill Evans' request for a meeting today."Well Bobby, first things first as they say. I have known you a long. This time they flew to Toronto before sneaking on another private jet to Switzerland and the private landing strip for the clinic.This time they were met by an Italian gentleman who introduced himself as an associate of Giovanni Cassini, the Don. "We have some details to discuss and I'll introduce to you to your employees at the hotel," was all he said.The hotel turned out to be a 40 room structure in a very upscale section of the city with a bar and restaurant. Percy was impressed, Bill was.