She drew them open, exposing a huge room lined floor to ceiling with shelves, absolutely stuffed with books. A small writing desk sat on one side of t...e room. There were two comfortable leather chairs and a matching lounge area with natural light pouring into the room through gigantic windows. She even had a ladder for access to the highest bookshelves. It looked like it had never been used.As a writer, I had to concede the library was quite impressive. There were thousands of books, all. Hispatients had enjoyed their interaction with Eddy and noone had complained one bit. Why would they? They could vividly remember everythingthat had happened but due to his hypnotic suggestions,they were unable to openly talk about it to anyone.They could remember every lurid detail of what hadhappened to them, both male and female, but once theytried to voice their thoughts about what had happenedtheir minds would instantly go blank and they’d act asif they’d lost their train of. "There are two men about 50 feet from the creek bed just south of that big cottonwood tree. If we don't take care of them before your men come down the creek they will be in a bad spot. Han, Elk, can you take care of them quietly?" Bear's murmured translation for Elk faded away.The Indian warrior and black woman simply nodded before silently fading into the brush going down the slope. Bear looked at Ben for a moment with a troubled frown before quietly saying, "You protect innocents yet you. Mr and Mrs Taylor who were retired and in their seventies often passed by, Daisy had noticed that Mr Taylor had started to visit her without his wife over the last week when Mrs Taylor was out shopping, she liked him and often joked that he could be her adopted grandfather. Daisy made some tea when Mr Taylor arrived one afternoon but this time Mr Taylor didn't drink his tea, he was pre occupied about something, he was staring straight down at Daisy's breasts, Daisy noticed and instead of.