Allendale, our business guy,’ said Susan, looking at the young man who sat to the right of her at the table. ‘I want you to cover the story on the...new development near the mall. Get both perspectives. Local residents that are opposed, and the business interests that support it.’ ‘Sounds great. Will do,’ Allendale responded. ‘And Jasmine. Last but not least,’ Susan addressed Jasmine Moore with a chiding smile. ‘We’re going to have you follow up with the diversity at Hilton Academy story. Get. Since you weren't like that when you firstcame in, I assume it is something you know about and therefore you hide itwhen you want to." Oh," I whispered, a funny feeling swelling up my chest. I suddenly foundmyself crying buckets of tears. All the control of my emotions over Mum'sdeath was freed as it was replaced by the thought of being exposed to myDad. It would kill him, finding out about Jill, after how much else he'djust lost. My Dad loved me as Bill and I didn't know how I could take. You think you’ll find the kiddies in here??Tracey left the kitchen. ?What an asshole? she thought. ?I am glad I don’t work for him. For a split second she felt a little bad for the kitchen boys.The evening was growing cloudy and there where no kids swimming. Tracey walked over to the dining hall windows where they were starting up the auction and she couldn’t see any children inside either. She could see that there was a large table in the center of the dining hall and that they were bringing. One was chalky, made of some sort of stone and plaster while the rest were of dressed granite. I used the back of the axed to strike at the weak wall, soon breaking free and opening a way out. I packed the bag and strode out, wondering what would come to me. Outside the sepulcher I found a chest-high altar bearing a spear with a steel blade curved like a sickle and a steel butt-piece fashioned like a faceted gem some two inches across. Also there lay a hauberk of chain mail with long sleeves.