"Not heavy at all," she thought. "Hardly noticeable really."She joined the others at the chalk line in the dust of the oval. Waited, jostling for posi...ion at the line."Righto ladies. Ya gotta do a full round of the oval. No trippin others, no bad language, no spittin, no elbows. Good luck to aller yez."The starter paused, full of his own importance and the weight of the moment, then took his hat off, and flung it into the dust.The ladies took off to the voice of a local farmer at the. Loading up the family van and heading out on a date with sandy beaches, and sunny skies that day. Of course you’d know they would have to stop at Kim's sister's place to pick her up for the ride along the way. After all, Kim would be damned if she'd spend her whole vacation with no one to gossip or complain too other than her limp-dicked hubby. So they made a quick pick up stop at Candy's place before hitting the road for the weekend. Candy Richards was a recent divorcee and a complete bitch.. But he wanted more from life than a good job and a stable income in the same town he'd grown up in. If he hadn't left, he knew he never would, doomed to reside in the same place repeating his father's and grandfather's stories, and passing on the same mundane legacy to his own sons. No, Aron wanted more from life than that.So he packed up and became an adventurer, even though it was no longer fashionable to do so. And for a couple of years he spent his life travelling the continent of Soros,. ’ ‘Sir,’ said Cindy, looking at the warrant, ‘this address does say ‘2467’.’ ‘No, that’s a European-style ‘1’, with the little flick down from the top.’ I replied. ‘It does look like a ‘7’… a ‘7’…’ Cindy looked up to see me going into a reverie. After a moment, she said ‘Don?’ ‘Uh…’ I said. ‘Sorry about that. I was just thinking of something. By the way, where is Chief Griswold?’ ‘Last I saw him,’ said Moynahan, ‘he was in the Main Conference Room, calling the Governor of the State about this.’.