“I hope George knows what he’s doing.”As County Executive George Lambe was the one official in the County who didn’t seem to have to fear Ross... He started his career as a civil engineer in the County Highway Department. After a stint with the State DOT he returned to Appleton and took over as Highway Superintendent. George just kept getting things done, and so did the people who worked in his department.His background had taught him a lot of things about running a county, so anyone who thought. There was enough chain between their legs to move, but they had to move in step and it was somewhat awkward for them.I got them inside Monique's room and slammed the door shut, I didn't bother hooking the chain to Monique's collar, I knew they weren't going anyplace.When I walked into the kitchen Jim was already sitting at the table eating breakfast."Hey Buddy, get a good nights sleep?" Tara was on the floor, on her hands and knees to be precise. She cast a quick glance toward me, then buried. He pulled down the wooden door to allow entrance into the cab. “Certainly, Miss Livingstone. I am at your service. You can count on me for your discretion. I hope after tonight you will want to call on me as often as you need.” He bowed and held out a hand, assisting her into the cab. As he watched her climb in, he couldn’t help but notice how beautiful the girl was. Suddenly, he was envious of whomever she was going to visit.Blanche sighed with relief. It was more money than she had wanted to. This seeming obstacle was made a non-issue when Megan told them that she would be driving them to their designated drop-off spot, as agreed, but she would not be 'hiking up, down or across any damn river with you twerps!'.When it came down to it, they wound up exploring down Ritmer Creek rather than up it. Megan took them up Dominie Creek and onto a forest service access road that climbed to the top of the 400 foot line of hills between Smith River and Ritmer Creek, then dropped down the.