Roger sighed."Okay, okay. Tim, meet Lazeel." He pointed to my left and when I turned I let out a yell. I was looking at Satan."Holy shit! Satan!" No, ...e just looks like him," Roger said. Lazeel did have the red skin, small horns, and tail, but was dressed in silvery clothes that seemed like they were more out of Buck Rogers than Dante. Lazeel studied me, but didn't say anything. Next to him was a large digital readout showing the number "9.63." He's an alien," Roger said. "He and his race stock. Oh, by the way, I found a second set of matches, are you married to your biological sister?”Wow! Talk about a shocking development?“Uh, well ... Dr. Lloyd – I, uh, don’t know what to say?” I completely got kerfuffled over this pronouncement, and sat down.Liz was still standing, having grabbed my hand as I started to cry.“There, there – David, don’t worry? I have absolutely no intention of telling anyone about this. I would like to sit down with each of you at some point and interview you for a. . healthy... yes, that was the perfect word.Somehow, she stammered out the question, what would he like and then felt foolish at her girlish incompetence. His voice dripped into her ear, a deep resonance that seemed to tickle her cochlea and ping at strings inside her she didn’t know existed.Dazed, she managed to take his order, managed to convey it back to Mrs Giles who owned the teashop and then managed to totter back to his table when the tea he had ordered was ready. She placed the tray on. “What are you going to do with him and the others?” Jill asked, and I stood there for many seconds while considering what to do with him and the other two. I eventually turned to look at Jill.“There is no punishment strong enough to compensate for what they have done, and I will not leave them for others to deal with. I believe the best solution is to remove them totally and also part of this building. Let those in charge wonder what happened to them and the building,” I told her.“How will you.