We just don't know enough about the others to say. We're leavin' it up to you whether to tell the women or not. We figure you know 'em better than we ...o. The hands and the rest are another matter. I trust Hank pretty well, but I don't know nothin' about the rest of the folks." I'm a mite surprised y'all even tol' us!" Jess said. "If word got out, this place would go to hell in a handcart; and mighty quick, at that!"Artie proved to be as levelheaded as they had hoped. "I see the need to tell us,. “I think I have a better piece of paper to use.”I opened my portable office that was always by my side and took out one of my official State Department embossed and stamped correspondence sheets that I had left. Actually I had several hundred left at home.(To: Rachel McBride. Be brave; stand by your convictions, hold your head high. We are all equal, no one is better than you. Study hard and learn all that you can for in tomorrow’s world; Knowledge is Power. Ambassador Roberta Jones. August 2’. Patterson would stillthink that the live-skin maker was on its way to Spain."The Eagle has landed... I repeat... the Eagle has landed..."Less than 5 minutes later, the mansion's front entrance - a 10 feetmahogany door - swung open and an attractive looking Asian lady in knee-length pink nightgown underneath a brown sweater stepped out. From theinformation given, Bennett knew that the lovely lady was actually AgentParker in disguise. The promising young African American agent wasn'tsure whether. I’d fucked up the best thing in my life. Tears welled up, blinding me and I could feel the frown cracking my face. Mary’s anger with me didn’t stop her from comforting me. I cried in her arms. Sobbed, actually. Wracking, heaving, gut busting, shirt soaking sobs. When I’d settled down she asked the obvious question. “So he left?” “I don’t know,” I whined. “He roared off on that damn bike about an hour ago. He’s over at Jack and Scott’s place.” “Wait, he caught you last night, but left at… ah, 3?.