Letting out a soft smile, with his dark eyes narrowing as if he were looking at something adorable and cute, Nikolai turns away from Angelique despite...her cries for him to come back and release her. Grasping the tight rope tying her wrists to the bed posts, Angelique peers out across into the large bedroom. As with the rest of the house, the grandeur and elegance of the room was awe-inspiring. The dark stained, ornately decorated wood paneling of the walls, along with the faint glowing of. He closed the door behind him as gently as possible and made his way to a chair. Sitting down, he took a sip of his coffee and sighed.Jack wandered into the kitchen and looked around. His mouth tasted like a rat had crawled inside and died. June turned and handed him a cup of coffee. In a soft voice, she asked, “Are you feeling better?”“A little better. I’ve got a headache and everything is still too loud,” Jack answered. He turned and looked at the kitchen clock. He groaned and said, “I missed. .? You are Stevie Nicks right..?” “I’m asking you a question!” I looked him in the eyes for the first time and was quite surprised, his eyes where in huge contrast to the rest of his looks. He looked like a rockstar alright, but he had the eyes of a puppy dog! “I’m sorry,” I said. “But I have a question for you first. What the hell where you doing spying on me back there?” At this the fat guy chuckled and Keith seemed to relax a bit. “We weren’t spying on you, don’t worry. Me and Bobby wanted. Oh, sure, Icould build a simple robotic claw and replace old optical sensors, but afive-fingered hand with an opposable thumb? I wasn't about to find allthe parts for that in a pile of broken kitchen appliances and cellphones, of which The Mistress had an abundance.Still, I toiled. And I watched. And I read, and learned, and slept.And I did that for days and days, until the days blended together.Christmas came and went, and the only celebration I participated in wasamongst the Parksiders in.