Slipping into her dress coat, a moment later she left through the front door of the Clinic.Leaning back in his chair he realized he had of late come t... feel more contented and happy here in the Clinic than he did in his own home.Although he lived in a house that could best be described as palatial; and, was married to what most people would consider a trophy wife—he had long ago guiltily admitted to himself—his greatest joy was the time he spent each day with his PA, Miss Renton.I have to work. Dane, finding oneself in the presence of your ilk can be likened to seeing a UFO or Nessie,’ she spoke with a heavy German accent and Michael was shocked by her apparent ability to read his thoughts. ‘I have a bit of a talent,’ she said as she seated herself across from him, ‘I can sometimes pick up peoples thoughts or emotions, it can be quite disconcerting at times.’ She was, in a word, dangerous. The waitress scowled when she saw the woman sitting with the handsome American. ‘Can I get you. ”“I’m sure you’d be a great help, Timmy,” I assured him with mock seriousness.“But it’s time for your bath, and then off to bed,” Rachel interjected, giving me a smile as she tucked a loose strand of her dark hair back behind her ear.“You can help me next time,” I assured Timmy, ruffling his hair as I returned his mother’s smile. I found myself watch Rachel’s face for a few seconds longer than I should have, admiring her beauty for a few silent moments. My wife’s sister was four years younger. As she headed along the gangway, towards her cabin, she was suddenlyaware of another presence, something watching her, something near. She turned, caught a glimpse of a single green tentacle and then,catching her heel in the steel grating of the gangway, fell backwards onthe steel platform, knocking the breath from her body, and letting herclipboard spin from her grasp. Before she could scream the beast was upon her. One tentacle pinionedher wrists above her head, another snaked across her.