Was it Arthur? I dropped the thought, almost as it occurred. Mrs. Emerson extended a warm hand in greeting. ‘I’m Angela.’ ‘George.’ ‘Ple...se come in and have a seat. I’ll be with you in a moment.’ When she returned, she wore a neat white blouse and a full skirt. She had touched up her hair and her make-up. Angela was a very attractive woman. She sat in a chair opposite to mine. We talked about Arthur’s work and my own work before retirement. I mentioned being married. She graciously suggested. You know the kind of day. Well, it was just like that this day. The day she showed up. Her name was Chryssa. Beautiful, huh? I thought so, but not quite her either. Seemed out of sync with her somehow. But what the hey, SHE was beautiful… she made the name beautiful, you know. Her name could have Mortimer and I’d have loved it just the same. Well, anyway, I was there in my jeans, t-shirt, sneakers and paint that day, and in she came, surrounded by the regular flurry of ‘assistants’ they call. He heard a woman’s voice cry out in agony, it came from the main tent, so the mother must still be alive. Securing his bow on his back, he low crawled to the nearest tent making as little noise as possible. He slowly lifted one edge and saw a sleeping form inside. He could hear the faint snoring of a man sleeping.Andrew brought his sword around and lifted the edge of the tent a little more so he could slide partway in without waking the sleeper. Once in position, he slammed his free hand down. "Delphi History, plus Maleeza asked me to ask you." Grinned Rachel."Alright, tell me everything you know, and I mean everything young lady.And how is it that Maleeza is involved?" Ok Momma, she's only fifteen, but she's been Queen of the Delphi Systemfor six years. But it hasn't been very easy, she's been fighting againstthe Raiders and every other gang of road bandits. She umm, she killed herhusband on their wedding night and that sort of bought her enough supportto last this long." Wait, how.