"Now I must deliver back to Jennifer. Just know, their time over you israpidly reaching the end. Soon, you will own the bank, and then they will bewor...ing for you. You wont be able to be sidelined anymore. But, give me yourhands."She put thick padded cuffs on his name. With eyes full of sorrow for havingto do this. "Jennifer must think I was punishing you. This is just for herillusion. Lets go, act afraid and angry at her."She led him back into the bank and delivered him to Jennifer. He ran. "Don't let me keep you from your work."The attractive Japanese student-butler moved gracefully into the bedroom with his squeegees and pail of water. He started to wash the first window, near the bed on which she was lying. As she watched his manly, athlete's body clean the first window, she smiled slyly to herself at certain warm, wet feelings she was experiencing between her legs... She had certainly been sexually stimulated by all she had seen the previous evening."Listen, Taka," Charisse. He put up his thumb to show how impressed he was. There was no way anyone would see the connection into the data trunks.Like a well-rehearsed army, they sat themselves at terminals and began to play with the holograms. Jason walked over to look at what they were doing. He had no specific task, so his terminal remained unused. He saw that they were doing the most basic work, each looking at a single table or data base. Anyone looking at what they were doing would be underwhelmed at the threat. In the meantime, they're just mysterious goons. Possibly just working for some gangster husband you've upset. You can handle that yourself." Umm." Bob sat and contemplated. They both stared into space a while."I have to leave," Charles finally said. "Have fun while you're here. Adieu."Charles walked out, leaving the door slightly ajar.Bob felt as though he had peered into the glass bottom of one of those eight ball prediction gimmicks. 'Answer hazy, try again later' kept coming up.A clock.