“Ma-am, are you sure you want me to tell him that?”“Do I need to repeat it for you?” I asked.“No Ma-am!” Agent North replied.I turned my a...tention to Gitmo and Agents Croft and Doyle with an MTAC call.“How is the prisoner doing? Have you learned anything worthwhile?” I asked.“Yes we have learned a lot of things, it is all written down. We stopped recording the interrogation after your instructions and put all of it on paper. The recordings were destroyed as per your instructions,” Croft. “What’s wrong?” I asked, fearing that maybe I was being too aggressive.“Nothing is wrong. Wait here,” he murmured as he pushed himself off the couch and moved quickly to the bathroom.I took a moment to breathe as I heard him digging around in the bathroom. I couldn’t believe this was happening since sex was the last thing on my mind when I was lost in finding my way back to my hotel. Now, here I was, half-naked, waiting in soaked panties with my skirt up around my waist for a stranger that I. ”“Okay, good. Um, me too.”I grasped for something to say. There’s so much to say, but, this still felt very surreal.“How’s Alice doing? Did she make it into work?”Mel laughed. “Barely! I gave her a bogus assignment in the archives. She’ll be able to sleep in there, no problem. She hasn’t said anything about last night, to me anyway. I don’t know if--”“Mel,” I interrupted. I hoped she couldn’t hear how desperate I felt. My voice still quivered a little bit here and there. “I need to see you. We. Oh. That. I just used one of their stories to make some kids think. Most people think the parables just show how he was a god and don't think they have anything to do with the way they live their lives." I'm sorry. Jill didn't tell me which stories." Oh. The one about the water to wine and the one about the fishes and the bread. I just said he took care of his friends and they should take care of the waitress." Good for you."I went into the kitchen, put the potatoes and rutabagas on the table.