Ein lautes Poltern, es war der Wagen vom Direktor.Sie stieg aus , schaute nach und schaute sich um, sie sah scheinbar niemanden und auf einmal stieg s...e hektisch ein, und fuhr davon.Boah das gibt es doch nicht das muss ich gleich dem Direktor sagen dachte ich und schaute ob ich alles auf dem Handy habe , toll , ein schönes Video.hm auf einmal schoss mir ein Gedanke durch den Kopf, Moment damit kann ich doch bestimmt etwas anfangen , dem Direktor kann ich es auch noch später zeigen.ich ging nach. “Thank you, Lord.”“What the hell just happened, Construct?”“I don’t know for sure, Lord.”“Is the Order truly finished”Construct seemed much more certain as he answered, “Yes, Lord. The Order is gone. I can sense no crystals able to endanger you or those you care for.”Jack looked at the crystal and the red shard. He picked up the shard and peeled off the filigree surrounding it. It was a long, thin piece of crystal, blood red, unlike the green of Construct. He could feel a sense of power in the. " With that he went to leave the restaurant, Eric locking the doors behind him. Eric then moved back to the office in the back which he shared with the new ownership and the back of the house manager. He took out some papers and looked over what employee's he had left. Being the front of the house, most of them were female. The first of the three he had left was one of the servers, a friend of his whom he had got the old front of the house manager to hire. Her name was Tanya. She was relatively. ‘I’m filthy,’ he said into her mane of wild red hair. She gave a denying shake of her head and did not move away. She was shivering in the hot night. He whispered, ‘Easy, girl.’ ‘I was so scared. I knew you’d come if you could,’ she murmured against his skin, ‘because you promised, but it got to be so late – and when you didn’t come, I was afraid you were hurt – or worse.’ She gulped down a sob. ‘I’m fine,’ he assured. ‘It ain’t midnight, yet, is it? It’s still the twenty-third, ain’t it? I.