“Besides” she said, holding up the invitation and tapping her finger on the R.S.V.P lettering. “We have already all accepted the invite.Lenny Ja...kson was from the deep south and the only son of a Black farming couple. He had gotten a football scholarship to Boston College (BC) and had come to love New England, especially when he had met his, wife to be, Michelle, who was studying physiotherapy at the same college. They had now been married 25 years and had a daughter Abby, 22, currently at BC. ’ He smiled as if in private jest. The woman just stood there, frozen. Bob frowned at Mr. Brown for the first time ever and put a gentle hand on the woman’s arm. ‘Ma’am, are you all right? Do you need anything?’ Her grey eyes snapped to his hand on her arm and up to his face again. Mr. Brown still stood there looking at her. She did not look him. ‘No, no, I don’t need anything, uh—thank you, just—the usual, you know, I’ll be on my way then.’ Bob removed his hand and stepped toward the street,. Chapter 6. New master at the workhouseMargaret sat at the computer again the following afternoon. She was a little tired from the morning’s exertions and Jeremy had given her the afternoon off but she wanted to find out more about Josiah Winsberly. The pair had spent the morning in the punishment room sweeping and vacuuming and looking over the apparatus there. Moving the items around was heavy, dusty work particularly as some of the frames were constructed of heavy timber and wedged in. " Mike, I need you and Cyndi set up a sniper post with the long range needle rifles to take out targets of opportunity, and to cover our asses. Just remember to try and keep it non-lethal, in case the ambassador's daughter is not there. If that is the case, we will need some prisoners." Jackson, you and Tom are with me infiltrating the estate while the others cover us. We are going to tranquilize everyone in hopes of gaining access to the main house before they can set off any alarms."Tom spoke.