When the 3,000 students left and only ten remained, it felt like a foreign place. It was 2:30 PM as I strolled from our club’s meeting place to one ...f the bathrooms that were unlocked. Nothing but the swish of my swift step could be heard. Not a sound. However, an uncomfortable feeling washed over me…as if I was being watched. I shrugged it off as my bladder was fixing to burst. Quickly, I threw open the door and ran into the larger handicap stall. Relief shot through my nerves as I went.. And there it continued to sit, untouched."Sir," I began shakily, "can I get you a glass of wine?"Without looking up from the sheet of paper in his hands, my offer was refused. I knew something was wrong, I knew that something had to be wrong. So now I was faced with internal conflict. Should I chance asking questions? Or, should I just wait to see how this plays itself out? What could I have done so wrong? As I went through the checklist of tasks I was to complete this week, I couldn't. So, just relax, we WILL find him and he’ll get what’s coming to him. NOBODY messes with my boys and gets away with it! You have my word on that.”“Thanks Pops, maybe you’re right, I AM pretty tired.”I finally started to calm down, and the next thing I knew, I was in bed, with my sweet Jamie holding ‘Little, now bigger, Greg’, tenderly, she was also sound asleep. OH YEAH. I’ve got a baby to make! I don’t know if she’s ready, but, I should get some practice in! It’s her damn fault too. Did I ever. He was quiet for most of the drive to the shop. When they pulled onto the street a few blocks down from the shop, Tyson started talking."Tyson Merrill doesn't 'do favors'. He expects payments for his work." Allison shuddered at his words and his tone of voice, and she felt a slight hint of fear. "I agreed to take you out tonight because I didn't want to see anything happen to smear your name. I'm a nice guy. I was willing to help you out of your bind and was only expecting a little payment in.