I held it firmly then reread it. It was giving me the power to take over all of his finances. "Can you do it?" Shirley asked. "I wish I could," I said... trying to find anything that would make this stand in court. It was written in pen on a napkin. The words were crooked at best, and at worst the spelling was way off. Mr. Lanston might have been doped on pain medication when he wrote this note, which meant his lawyers would tear me apart if I tried to take over his financial affairs. "What about. Her brown hair was pulled into a bun at the nape of her neck and a pair of reading glasses rested on her nose. A pair of sensible flat shoes finished off her attire. She appeared much older than her years. Marian – Marian the librarian. What a cruel hand she had been dealt when her parents named her that. They were an older couple who never thought they would be blessed with children. Marian came into their lives when they were in their mid-fifties. She was only five when her father died that. The group watching the TV chuckled at the censorship.Dale joined the group on TV, kissing Alice and Pam, and then asked Dave about possible dates for the next meeting of the security committee. The ‘voice over announcer’ made the observation that security for the Circle compound was tight because of several past attempts to disrupt people’s lives and lifestyle. The comment was intentional to discourage people from trying to sneak in.The camera then followed Dale as he strolled the patio. The relaxed tone in the room felt casual not formal. Most of the senior officers had arrived ahead of Kate and me, for a brief meeting, before the start of the captain’s formal dinner. The dozen guests standing around the wardroom found their way to their chair. Yeoman Rogers directed Kate and me to a pair of seats next to the captain, near the head of the table. Julie intercepted us and gave us a polite kiss on the cheek. Her polished silver hand caught my eye; it didn’t normally look so.