"I'm sorry about your farther," Tracy said as she entered my office, she was wearing black that day and she looked fetching in black. I on the other h...nd was a bit hung over from some heavy drinking the night before. "Are you ok Mr. Logan?" No I'm not ok," I said. "I wish I could say that I was but I would be lying to you," I felt a tear run down my cheek. "You know, you look good in black." Thank you," Tracy said. "Can I get you anything?"What happened next might have been caused by pent up. No need for big obnoxious wheels to be grabbing attention. My Escalade it bone stock. When I got the garage buttoned up, I popped the back door on the truck, and made sure everything was clean and ready. My pen is just how I left it, spotless and ready. It’s made to fit directly under the apron Cadillac uses to cover your store bought goods and discourage thievery.That truck and I have a history. My work is illicit to say the least. Very little of what I do is remotely legal. Of course it’s. "Sharon, meet Phil. Phil, meet Sharon."They greeted and Sharon was completely confused. David noted the confusion on her face and explained. "Sharon, Phil served with me in Vietnam. He knows all about us, and is going to make you some new identity papers. Tonight we are going to get some ID photos taken and get you fingerprinted. We'll have your new identity papers in about two weeks."They went in the house and into one of the back bedrooms where Phil had a complete photo studio set up. She sat. He was in his mid-forties now, but he'd served in the military prior to working at EnGENuTech and was an all-around stand-up guy. His young son Ryder was reading in the basement when I'd left earlier, and his daughter, Jessica, was going to turn 19 in a few months; I always remembered her birthday because it was just a week before Jenna's and mine.Back when Jessica used to be stuck in the basement with the rest of us, I would tease her and compare her to Alicia Keyes. While her father was.