We pause briefly to see a middle-aged woman with a shaved head and grey, drawn skin taking a better slip from a fat bloke, checking it ... She’s wea...ing the standard Labrokes red polo shirt, which hangs loose off her body, not giving much away about the shape within, but we’re guessing slim. Having handed the betting slip to the fat bloke, she looks up toward the entrance... All of the chatter ends, leaving only the tinny sound of the commentator on the dog-race, and we turn around – watching. ”Al sighed, not pleased to cover the same terrain again. “I’m sorry, but I have nothing to add to my previous comments.”“Hold on, I suspect you’ll want to listen to this.” As he typically did, Philippe took a deep breath before continuing. “Are you still in Greenville?”Al sat up, forgetting his nakedness, instantly awake. “How the hell do you know where I’m at?”Philippe chuckled. “After I published the follow-up to yesterday’s article, I did a Google search on my name. Unfortunately, there. “I believe so Emperor. She has asked for help and is distressed. We were about to call you when you contacted us.”“I will make all the arrangements for her medical care. Please ensure she is provided a secure escort. Warn the guards of the other royals to be vigilant.” Jason directed.“Yes Emperor, we will do as you say immediately,” said Bertha.“Who ensured that your programming does not allow you to undertake internal investigations or consider issues of internal sabotage?” Ooryphyon. By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted cheerfully with the barista while he started filling her order. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe as they shared some unknown joke. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those green eyes flashing at me – to have that laugh responding to some comment of mine. Then I acknowledged the envy for the foolishness it was and let it fade away.I turned away and.