Not to mention there are ongoing issues that demand my attention and there's little precious time. So please Chief Inquisitor, spare me the mundane an... tell me something I can make use of."The Patriarch seemed calm and restrained but his last phrase was uttered with such venom and malice that his uncannily melodic voice suddenly took on a sickeningly sweet quality. It felt like his last few words dripped of thick, clotted blood.The Chief Inquisitor who in his long years of service had witnessed. He’ll stay full time until you cut back his hours or he leaves to open his pizzeria.”“I think you’re right,” Rob said. He remembered the night that Dan had worked despite feeling ill. He would have worked all night if he hadn’t sent the young man home.Mr. Foreman handed Rob his card and said, “There’s no sense fighting over his time. Let me know when his days off are.”“Right,” Rob said putting the card in his pocket. He appreciated the consideration the other man was showing.The man sat down. ”I was tired and not entirely with it so I thanked her and followed her to her building which combined their house, site office and shop.I’ve stayed at this site many times and knew Sandra and Geoff from those visits but never got much beyond passing the time of day before. As we were passing through the shop area that wasn’t due to open again for another hour, I wasn’t considering the unusual nature of being allowed to use the Managers shower. The site was quiet, I was tired and I thought she. "Holy Shit!" he said through his clenched lips. He looked down and saw the girl snoozing happily with her head resting on his chest. His arm was laying over her shoulder and down her back in a protective clutch. His pants were tented. On one hand, he wanted to jump out of bed and on the other hand, he didn't want to scare her. On the third hand, not that he had one at the moment, she was jailbait, bad, bad deliciously tantalizing jailbait.Travis shifted in bed and the girl stirred. She hoisted.