There was a lot of money involved and i had narrowed down to an old firm making great products but terrible at marketing them. The young owner was try...ng his level best to win the contract. I knew that his firm was sinking and he was deep in debt. This contract was his last chance. I had decided to help him out as he was actually good. In order to woo me further he invited me to his house for a dinner, which i accepted. I landed at their up market house a little after 9 pm with a bouquet for. " I turned and so Scott Howard making his way toward the rear of the bus with me. Looking at Scott, it was really difficult to believe that he was only a fifteen-year-old freshman. He had such incredible, mature good-looks, and such a self-assuredness about him that made him seem at least five years older. Scott sat across from me on the bus. He was smiling a whole lot. I had really never talked to Scott Howard at all in life, so I really felt uneasy sitting across from him, just looking at him. A panel atfloor level on the far wall slid up and three round cleaning robots rolledout. Working in concert they started picking up all the mess from the floorand emptying the trash cans. The place would be spotless in a few momentsbut we weren't going to stick around for the whole show. Up the stairs wewent, hand in hand.Once upstairs I checked on Dave, who was fortunately still tied up tightand still under the bed. He'd also peed and shit in his pants and the roomstunk. How was he going to. If I went really out on a limb, I could imagine that she might have wanted to be the woman that warmed her father’s bed, as she had with her brother, my father Nolan. Then I could see a reason for her to feel jealous, or angry, or both, possibly enough to want to have me killed. The facts were murky, but the connective tissue certainly existed, so I shared my concerns with Jack and set his guys off turning over rocks that concerned Deirdre.Even though we were compatible bed partners, Deirdre.