I also have some of the material that will allow you to grow them. I am sorry that I only have a few pounds, though I understand that is all you will ...eed to start." Risen said.The Queen nodded what Risen assumed was a head. "What do you wish for payment for all this?" The Queen asked."Only that you remove that bastard fake to the throne. That you kill him slowly, piece by piece. I wish to be there as you slowly take him apart." Risen growled.What appeared to be a smile appeared on what Risen. This particular day she had roused all the girls a little before dawn and taken them on a ten mile run down into the densely wooded valley. It was becoming a little warmer by this time, at least at these lower altitudes, and the entire party were soon sweating. The undergrowth, containing briars and sundry other thorny vegetation, had played havoc with everyone's bodies. There was not one of the young women who did not sport a myriad of scratches, many bleeding, by the time the run was half. We ran Collins-Smythe on him. Every iteration of his name along with the photo recognition shit. A Mitch Franklin bought a quarter acre of land just north of the river a year and a half ago. Franklin is Reynolds’ middle name.”My heart raced, just a little, in hopeful anticipation, “What about Collins-Smythe?”I could hear the smile in Jessie’s voice, “Bingo. He bought the land from NorthRiver Realty. They save the internal security tape for every sale, every listing, every likely transaction.. This time however, the knocks came from the side door where Louise ushered in two vanloads of revelers. The Richelieu River gals had arrived! Coats were hung up and it quickly became apparent they were identically costumed and were to be referred to as the “Bawdy Beekeepers.” Ever one of them was wearing a Shoppers d**g Mart “West Nile Virus” mosquito suit. They were covered from head to toe in sheer brown netting and you couldn’t tell one from another through their veiled headdresses. One.