“Mr Freeman?” he asked. I admitted to that identification.“Please enter, sir. I have been instructed to take you to the butler’s pantry and dr...ss you.” He turned and walked off, clearly expecting me to follow him. I did.We reached the kitchen area, and entered the “butler’s pantry” - that den overseen by the butler. It carried all the essential utensils and crockery for the house, and in the Institute’s “history of the butler” module it had been explained that at one time the butler even slept. Béla dropped down near the old mining shack next to her backpack. She deposited the coil of rope there and took out the knife she used for skinning rabbits. She knew Jake would be very hungry (and probably very worried about her), so she decided to hunt before diving back down into the crevice.After fifteen minutes of low flying, she flushed a rabbit. Diving downward, she crashed into the ground on top of it as it tried to flee. Usually, as she dove, the rabbit would leap in some unexpected. He reached into the pocket of his suit coat and pulled out a small pipe and a bag. He place the pipe and bag on the table. He studied Jeremy for a minute without saying a word."Do you know who I am?" Jeremy demanded."Yes. You are Jeremy Upton. Until recently, you were a very wealthy man with a portfolio worth over twenty billion dollars." That's right. I'm a very wealthy and powerful man. If you know what's good for you, you'll release me right this instant." You were a wealthy man. Your. " I think we have to take a gamble here, son," my mother said uncharacteristically."How do you mean?" I think we need to gamble that the business is going to continue to grow and we need to keep up. I think we should try and find someone who can work in the shop and out front if needed."She seemed pretty sure of herself, I thought. More importantly, she was thinking along the same lines as I was. Don't turn away good customers unless you have no choice. I nodded and smiled at my mother."I guess.