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The Chauffeur ( # 58 ) The fervor

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

On Saturday I was awoken by my jail cell earpiece buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the dresser to check my phone. I saw that the text was from Roger Johnson. The text read : Big Fire at an office tower in WI. CALL ME ASAP ! Roger.

I called Roger as soon as I read his text message. The showtime Call went straight to voicemail. The second call Roger picked up.

"Hey, David, not a good way to get down a morning. 17 floors of our pillar in Wisconsin are on fire. Since it is a Saturday, evacuating the building wasn't that unmanageable. However, there was some rationality the sprinklers didn't go on, so the fire-eater are attacking this fire head-on. Currently, this is a 6-alarm attack but will virtually in all likelihood get raised as the fire is not contained yet."Roger tells me.

I expect that you will be getting telephone song from many of your renter in the edifice such as Kraft Foods, who is the original owner of the building. I would curb to see but if you didn't buy the property in an ‘ as is'status we should probably get legal involved,"Roger says to me.

I thought about taking the jet to the prop in WI, but I decided against it since we had another bit of sentence with especial Agent Wade, plus the SS agents who will accompany us on this military mission out in the LA desert once again. Fred, St. John, and I are supposed to meet up with the DEA just after 1 pm. All in all, we are supposed to have about 32 multitude on our incline of this mission.

After I hung up from the phone, I noticed that Dakota was in my sleep bed. I tiptoed around her and saw that she was wearing panties just as Dr. Ronda had requested. I headed into the john to guide care of my morning obligation which included a quick exhibitioner. As I had my head underneath the water, I felt the dusty air from the shower door being opened. I turned around expecting to see Dakota, but instead, it was Allison. I haven't played with Allison in quite a while, so it made me smiling to see her get into the rain shower stalling with me.

I jokingly pushed her underneath the showerhead to get her full trunk wet before I began to wash her including a shampoo. As I was soaping her up, I leaned in and kissed her on the back of the neck. She reached behind her and gave my cock a couple of tugs which made me smile.

We spent several minutes in the shower together before we turned the hot water off. I grabbed two towels and we took our metre to dry each other. Once we were finished with the drying, we tossed the towels into the hamper.

After putting the towels into the hamper, we went to my bedroom. She put a clean dry white tee shirt on with no step-in's underneath. I put on my common, a pair of boxers plus a white tee shirt. Once I was dressed, we left the chamber to take up her back to her bedroom. I opened the doorway and she immediately went to her closet and took out a cute getup to wear. It was a nice yellow print top and a span of jaundiced shorts. She decided to go barefoot for now, but that may change later.

When she was finished dressing, we went down to the TV way. No one was in the room, so we turned the TV on, and I selected an all-news channel to get the most information about our tower in Wisconsin on fire. Sammy came out to the TV elbow room and asked Allison what she would like for breakfast, she asked for scrambled ballock and gumption. Sammy also asked me what I would like. I told him one of his peachy bacon and high mallow omelets with some fried Irish potato on the side. He told that my breakfast would necessitate about 20 minutes and that he would put it on the dining room table when it is ready.

I sat down on the couch watching our tug in Wisconsin burn mark. My really thankfulness was that it was a weekend day and virtually no one had to be evacuated from the building. I texted Jennifer to sour on the TV when she gets up to see our towboat in Badger State burning. We needed to pull the legal contract bridge as well as the records for the fire suppression company on how recent the attack suppression equipment had been checked. I also wanted a lean of renter to be contacted and detect out when the fire department is finished for them to let us know what was able to be salvaged out of their offices.

I switched back and Forth on the TV from one intelligence channel to another trying to get sound shots of the edifice burning. I put a telephone call into the Fire Department in Madison Wisconsin asking them about my building that was on flack. I got a very squeamish lady who told me that there really was no additional data at this clip, and she said that they already had my name and bit to be reached once there is something to tell me. I thanked her for her time and hung up.

As I sat on the couch with Allison, my phone buzzed once again. It was from Roger again. This clip his textual matter read : hubby murders wife in boodle in one of the Pinetree hotels. local anaesthetic law enforcement will be sending us transcript of all the law reports.

I just shook my head thinking that he was very prophetic in his 1st school text message telling me that it wasn't a good start to the day.

I put my arm around Allison and pulled her into me as we watched the news. Although I prefer FOX news, I did watch CBS news to try and get a different tv camera angle on the fire. One matter that I noticed was a whole lot of fire fighter standing around by the fervidness trucks. I wondered to myself why so many citizenry were just standing around.

After about an hour of watching the ardour on the news, FOX switched away from the ardor and did a piece on the murder in Chicago in a Pinetree. They clearly pointed out that it was a domestic violence case as the hubby had been arrested multiple sentence before.

My phone buzzed once again. This clock time it was Special factor Virginia Wade of the DEA. She said"calling off the desert upshot as we don't have adequate factor to handle this group. Thanks for the offer of assistant ”.

I variety of emanate knowing that my hoi polloi won't be put in impairment's way. I went over to the SS Agent and show him my phone and the text message. He thanked me for the update. I texted John and Fred that today's time with the DEA is off. A few minutes later Fred texted back that he appreciated the update.

As promised, Sammy delivered Allison her ballock and sand along with a fresh cup of burnt umber. He also delivered me the omelet that I asked for along with some fried spud. He had also poured me a glass of juice. He put my denture at the head of the mesa and the one for Allison right next to me where Dakota normally sits.

Since the DEA upshot was off for the day, I dialed up the jet crew and let them know whenever they get set, I would like to fly to Madison Wisconsin. After hanging up from them I went and woke Dakota and Jill. Since neither one had any coffee tree, yet they were both very grumpy. I already had Allison pouring them coffee.

I flicked on the TV in my bedroom. Both Dakota and Jill let out small pant at seeing our tower burning. I suggested to both to pack an overnight bag, just in slip we end up staying over.

I ask Allison if she would like to go to Wisconsin, she asked if it would be OK if she skipped the head trip, which I kissed her and told her it would be no problem, but to stay here at the Chateau as I didn't want anyone out roaming around with the Mexican Drug Cartel not playing nice with us nor the DEA.

I texted Diane telling her that we were making a slip to Badger State and that I would like her and King John and Jennifer to join me in the jet. It took a mates of minutes, but I finally got two text substance. One from Diane telling me that she and John were getting ready and one from Jennifer telling me she would be gear up in LE than a half-hour.

I also texted Fred to let him get laid that the DEA case today had been canceled. In my textual matter message, I let him know that we were heading to the jet to make a misstep to our tug in Wisconsin.

Diane and whoremaster were the number 1 to arrive at the dining way board. John asked for his usual kitchen sink omelette. Diane wanted scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee. I reached into the fridge and gave her a bottle of H2O as well.

About the metre Bobby was finishing John's omelette, Dakota and Jill came out to the dining room leaving their overnight bags at the front man door. John ate at his normal fastness shoveling the food for thought into his lip as quickly as he possibly could.

Since Dakota and Jill were both going with me, both female agents and one male agent accompanied us. They each had an overnight bag ready and they set them by the front doorway. A few minutes later Jennifer joined us. I looked around the room and matter John the Evangelist, Diane, Jennifer, Dakota, Jill, myself and three SS federal agent. It seemed as if we all were there. However, we only had a townsfolk car in the garage, so we had to direct a dyad of cars. Tina offered to drive Diane, John, and Jennifer. Fred took Jill and her SS Agent in the township car. That left Dakota and her broker to ride along with me and my factor. Donna volunteered to take Dakota, and me along with our protection agents to the jet.

When we all arrived at the jet, I gave Fred some info about our restoration so we would be better prepared with a life-sized limo or two to head back to the Chateau. Everyone grabbed their nightlong bag and climbed the stairs to figure the jet. Once we were all into the jet, they closed the door and locked it in place. The jet slowly moved from its parking position towards the runway. We waited in transmission line to get on the runway. There were three jets in front man of us, although once the three jets took off, we lined up for sendup as well.

We paused for a consequence then we felt the delightful acceleration of the plane. Before we got to the end of the runway, the nozzle of the jet took a precipitous upwardly angle putting us in the air and on our way to capital of Wisconsin, Wisconsin.

Dakota got up and came over to sit by me. She turned around and flipped her tee-shirt up from the back to show me that she was indeed wearing panties, which made me smile. Dakota sat with her branch on top of my lap. She leaned her head into me as we leveled out in the air. I gently began to rub Dakota's peg and feet.

On the other position of me sat Jennifer. john and Diane sat on the love bottom with Diane leaning her head onto St. John the Apostle's chest. Jennifer put her arms around me and put her drumhead on my allow for shoulder. We ran into some turbulency as we passed over UT and Colorado, however, once we passed those two res publica the flight smoothed right out. The flight to Badger State was right at the three-hour limit. Dakota pulled her legs and invertebrate foot off me when the plane began its decline to land.

Unfortunately, we had to circle the airport a couple of clock time before the pillar gave us license to down the jet. Finally, we got the plane on the ground. We taxied the jet to the private woodworking plane sphere. I saw the two limos that Dakota had ordered up for us to ride in while in Wisconsin.

Our pilot was able to park the jet amongst early private planer. We got the door unresolved and went down to the limos. Jill, Dakota and I along with three SS factor got into one limo with Jennifer, John, and Diane getting into the early limo. Both of our driver knew where we were headed. They shut the vertebral column doors and headed the limousine down the road towards the burning towers. I could see them a couple of miles before we got to the towers. As we arrived, there were several TV news crews filming the fire and taking interview with people who had nothing to do with the tower, they just happened to be standing stuffy, so they were interviewing them.

CHAPTER 2

When we pulled up to the roped-off expanse by the tower entrance, I put my topper face on to talk to the TV reporters about the tower. Lots of questions were asked of me. I looked for and finally found the Fire top dog. I asked him if everyone was OK and that there were no people left in the tower. He told me that they got everyone out and that only property legal injury, no human injuries, which made me feel good.

I did superintend to inquire about when the fire investigation would begin. The representative from the flaming Department told me that no investigating would begin until after the intact fire was completely out.

I got a phone telephone call from special Agent Wade. She told me that she got into a bit of bother for allowing my radical to serve her DEA agents in taking down the Mexican Drug corporate trust. I apologized to her for getting her into a bit of trouble, but she told me to not worry about it.

We pulled the two limos just a few feet away from the TV news vans. I got out with Jennifer and Dakota by my side of meat. We answered as many of the questions as we could, but we did accent that we were thankful that there was no one inside the office staff townsman and that we will be happy with getting the results of the ardor investigation.

One of the cinematographer told us that it will be closer to 12 hours before the fire is out then they will begin the investigation. I thanked him for the entropy and asked where a adept diner is that's not too far away. He recommended a mom and pop diner that was about 8 blocks removed from the fire. When we arrived at the diner, both device driver parked the limos at the far corner of the parking lot. We all got out and went inside.

The place was virtually vacuous, but one of our drivers told us all that the intellectual nourishment was ripe, so we took his suggestion and decided to stay. With there being a total of 9 of us, we pushed two tables together and sat down. A prissy erstwhile waitress came over to our table and started taking drink orders. She discussed the special of the day, which was eggplant parmesan with a small slope salad and a turgid slice of ail bread.

Jill wanted the special, Dakota ordered a grilled high mallow sandwich with a bowl of tomato soup. Jennifer ordered Anguilla sucklandii salad on toasted sourdough kale. King John and Diane both ordered the special as well. I went in a totally different counselling ; I ordered a BLT on Elwyn Brooks White goner with mayo and two gash of tomato. I ordered a C and everyone else ordered a soda pop as well. I didn't hear what the SS agentive role ordered since they ended up sitting at a mesa side by side to us.

So, it ended up being 6 of my playgroup and 3 agent. I quietly told the waitress that I was picking up the nib for the protective cover squad that was sitting at a different table. Since the restaurant wasn't all that engaged, the meals came quickly. One thing that I noticed was that anyone who ordered a sandwich, such as me only got the sandwich. When I pressed the waitress, she told me that you must order Daniel Chester French tyke or a incline salad otherwise you only get the sandwich. The waitress trying to lenify all of us brought a big home plate of Daniel Chester French fries. Dakota, as usual, put some of the fries on to a small plate and slathered them with catsup before taking some and stuffing them into my sass and giggling all about it.

It didn't take tenacious, but the SS federal agent finished quite quickly their meal, while my table was still working on their meals. I guess the french fries arriving late helped slow us down.

The waitress noticed that all the SS broker where carrying firearms. She asked how issue forth they had guns. I explained that they are protection agents for me and Jill and Dakota. The waitress shrugged and walked away, clearly ; she didn't understand what I had told her.

lav was eating like a madman. When Diane got through with her meal, he finished it as well. She just smiled at him and kissed him on the boldness. He in-turn, kissed her back putting a bit of ketchup on her cheek, which made both giggles as well as the rest of the table.

When three very loud stripling came into the restaurant, I saw that the SS agents got a bit nervous. The adolescent sat down a few tabular array away from us. One of the agents moved her chair over next to Dakota and Jill. The teens noticed her do that and made a meretricious comment about how pathetic they thought my protection detail was. They decided to beset the factor by taunting them verbally. The factor didn't say a word but when one of the teens got up and walked over to get in their look, the male agent stood up and asked the teenager to go back to his table. Instead, he decided that he would do what he wanted to do and there was zero that the agent could do about it.

Just as the teen decided to study a lilt at the agent, the teen had his typeface bounced off the table and was handcuffed in instant. That only escalated the situation. The waitress demanded that the broker unloosen the teenager. The teenager only threatened the broker Thomas More. Now all three agentive role were involved, and they asked the teenager to go back to their table and just leave us alone. The adolescent decided that they were right and took a swing at the federal agent. All three agents took the teenager down like calves at a rodeo. All three were lying face down on their board with the waitress yelling at the agents that she's about to shout the law and that they would receive real problem as the Sherriff doesn't like unknown who cause trouble. At this level, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad service and unruly teen at any dining compartment in the world and that she should stay out of our business.

I asked for the bill, which the waitress had to add once again. I got up and went to the cash register to pay the bill, but she was too interfering running her mouth with the cook. I looked at the amount on the greenback and threw down enough to pay the flier but only left her a 5 % tip since she decided to inject her nose into our stage business. Dakota took a snapshot of the money next to the bill, so she couldn't cry the Sherriff and recount him that we did the old Dine and Dash subroutine. I asked the SS agentive role to relinquish the teen, which they did, but they were ready to re-cuff them if they decided once again to put their nose into our business.

The nine of us walked out of the eatery with the waitress telling us not to hasten back. Dakota was flying to tell her that we wouldn't come back if the food was free. That made all of us laugh as we left.

We got back into the limos and headed back to the towers to see if the blast was under control yet. When we got there, we saw that the tower was still on fire, but it appeared to be much more under dominance at this point. Most of the new caravan left with only the one from FOX news remaining.

We all got out of the limo and stood there watching the firefighters attacking the flack on respective floors.

Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and I started making renter phone calls. Everyone was informed about the fervor and that the tower may not be open for various day. I asked the people from Kraft why the sprinklers didn't kicking on ; they had no result for that question.

I dialed up our legal department to have them deplume all the paperwork on the acquirement of that office column. They told me that it would take a dyad of Day, but they will send me copies for me to look over. Our top sound attorney for property learning told me he would broadcast me his depth psychology of the paperwork and separate me if it was an ‘ as is'purchase or something else. I thanked him and hung up the phone.

As we stood there making telephone claim, the reporter for FOX news came over to one of the agents and asked who to address to about this flack. They politely pointed at me. The reporter, named Ashley President Andrew Johnson, was gorgeous and polite. When I finished my phone call, I turned off my earpiece and put it in my sac. She asked me several doubtfulness while I was being videotaped. She thanked me for the individual interview and left with her cameraman. I asked one of the flaming section maitre d'hotel when they thought it would be completely out. He told me that it will be at to the lowest degree lately tomorrow and possibly into the accompany day before they will induce the flak completely out and able to begin their investigating of the fire. I thanked him for his clock time and gathered my masses to head back to the jet.

It took several minutes to get to the jet but once we were there, we all walked the dance step and got into the jet, happy to be leaving this city. The co-pilot closed the hatch and took us to the runway. The jet once again accelerated down the runway and into the air to direct back home. I knew that the flight would take another three hr, but I was ready to deal a little nap. I stretched out and found Dakota curl up into me as the flying went towards home.

Once again, we experienced some low total of turbulence over Centennial State and Beehive State, but once we hit CA, we were in the clear and it was smooth seafaring from that breaker point on to LA.

CHAPTER 3

As the jet went from a level flight to a descent preparing to set ashore, Dakota rolled off me and I opened my eyes. I asked the SS agents if they think anything will come of the teen, they didn't believe anything would, but they said that they would assure in with local law enforcement just to give sure.

It was only a few second before the jet made a sharp downturn to state. Apparently, that part of the flight always makes Dakota aflutter as she squeezed me tightly just before the wheels hit the runway. As we taxied around to where our limos were waiting, I saw Fred standing stoically outside one of the limo. I heard Dakota tell Jill that when Fred is driving the limo, she feels much better. Jill agreed with her.

The pilot and co-pilot taxied the jet around to the side of meat of the airport that other private jets were parked, and our jet was parked right next to them. Once the jet came to a plosive consonant, the copilot extended the dance step down and we all began to get off the plane.

Jill, Dakota, and I along with our three SS agent got into the declamatory of the limo and John, Diane, and Jennifer got into the second limo. Fred started our limo and the female driver, whom I didn't know started the other limousine and we all headed to the chateau. The drive didn't require long at all since it was still Saturday.

"Hey, Fred, who's the lady that is driving the other limo ?"I asked.

"That is Rebecca. She's only been with us for a week. We recruited her from one of our challenger. She seems to be enjoying the job and I know that she is making good summit,"Fred tells me. I smile when I hear that new employees are being successful.

"Well, that's swell to find out,"I say to Fred.

"How 're things with you and Mom ?"I ask.

"Oh, we 're doing just fine, thank you for asking. She's really made a Quaker with Tina's Mother Deloris which I think is good for her. I mean, she loves all the juvenility in our house, but it is nice for her to have mortal closer to her own age to share life experiences with,"Fred tells me.

"I agree completely,"I tell Fred.

Fred asks,"How bad was the fire up close ?"

"wellspring, it looks as if the pillar will be burning for at least another 24-36 hours. After they finally get the column put out, only then will start the investigation,"I tell Fred.

"David, you know about the house servant force case in Newmarket, don't you ?"Fred asks me.

"Yes, I know. Not really the dandy starting line to the day. Our tower in Wisconsin on fire and a domestic violence execution in boodle at a Pinetree, kind of like a one-two punch.

My sound buzzed. It was Allison calling me.

"Hey, Darling, what's up ?"I ask her.

"I'm really not feeling sound and wonder what I should do,"She asks me.

"Are you still at the house ?"I ask her.

"Well, um….I'm at the storehouse,"she tells me, which kind of annoys me.

"What store are you at ?"I ask.

"Macy's. I thought I would face at their cut-rate sale on some winter attire but once I got here, I started feeling poorly,"she says to me.

I direct Fred to channelize to Macy's to find fault up Allison. I have Dakota calling Dr. Ronda to let her know that we will be bringing Allison to see her shortly. Dr. Ronda tells Dakota to just get Allison and require her backrest to the Chateau and she will fulfil us there.

Dakota tells Fred what Dr. Ronda said to do and he acknowledged it. It was only a few transactions before we were pulling up to the Macy's. Allison was standing outside the door leaning against the building. Fred pulled up and one of the security measures agentive role got out and gathered her up and put her in the limo. Allison crawled over to me and put her headland in my lap, which form of worried me.

"pet how much weewee have you had today ?"I ask her.

"Um, some. I don't really live,"she says. Now I'm worried about her.

Fred is racing the limo back to the Chateau. I am just stroking Allison's point hoping that it will console her. Fred pushes several chickenhearted lights before he finally gets us back to the Chateau. He pokes the requisite buttons to open up the outer gate then give the intimate gate. I see Dr. Ronda's car already in the courtyard.

Fred pulls the limousine up to the front doorway. We all get out. I carry Allison inside the house and lay her down on the couch. Dr. Ronda comes over to her and begins taking lively augury, checking blood pressure, listening to her affection and her breathing. She puts on the blood force per unit area cuff.

I sit there worried with Allison's heading still in my lap. I am stroking her hair. Jill is standing close by, Dakota is standing close by, as well as John, Diane, and Jennifer. Everyone is worried about our piffling Allison. Although I'm annoyed with her leaving the Chateau, I'm more worried that there is something dramatically wrong with her.

Dr. Ronda believes that Allison has something such as an infection. She wants us to take her to City infirmary for a few years stay. I carry her back out to the limousine and one agentive role goes with me. Dakota also joins me in the limousine along with a female agent to protect her. Jill decides to stay on at the Chateau.

Fred gets the limo racing towards urban center Hospital with Dr. Ronda right behind the limo. Dr. Ronda pushes several yellow lights and even and red light. Getting to metropolis Hospital took about half the meter it normally does. Fred just pulled the limo right hand in front of the ER entrance. Dr. Ronda parked her car in the physician parking lot and hurried into the ER.

Dr. Ronda took mastery and guided us to an test room. Once we were in there, she put an IV into Allison's arm and attached a bag of the saline solution so that she would begin to rehydrate.

A nursemaid came into the exam way to assist Dr. Ronda. They asked Allison if she was supersensitive to anything. Allison told her that she was allergic to morphine and a distich of other drugs. Dr. Ronda ordered a different pain practice of medicine to serve Allison. She also ordered a line of descent haulage as she suspects that Allison has some sort of infection but needs the lab oeuvre to sustain that.

Allison is drowsing, and I just stand there caressing her hair which sorting of makes her smile. The two factor that came along to ward Dakota and I are standing like hold andiron right outside the exam way doorway.

Dr. Ronda tells us that she will detain overnight at the very lower limit but may end up staying as long as a week. She expects that Allison has an infection of some form but that won't be confirmed until the lab work comes back in about an hour.

I see Dakota texting someone at the Chateau what is going on with Allison. When I ask whom she is texting, she tells me that it is Tina and that Tina will tell everyone what is happening with Allison.

As expected, Dr. Ronda has the nurses arranging a elbow room for Allison. When the transport guy comes to take her, Dakota and I follow close behind along with our two SS agents. We walk through the snarl of the hall until they get to room 1708 where they put Allison in the way. It is a single room, so Allison won't be sharing with someone else. I suspect that is because she has an infection and the hospital doesn't want her spreading the infection that she has with some early infirmary patient.

Allison isn't in the room very long before Dr. Ronda comes in and checks on her. Dakota is on one side of the bed and I'm on the other, but when Dr. Ronda comes into the room, Dakota changes side of Allison to stand next to me allowing Dr. Ronda outer space to do her examination of Allison.

Dakota textual matter Tina the way number that Allison is in so people from the Chateau could some visit with her. Dr. Ronda estimates that Allison will be in city Hospital about a week. I am upset about Allison, but with Dr. Ronda in explosive charge of Allison, my fears are minimal.

The two SS agentive role once again are standing outside the hospital way much like guard bounder, both Dakota and I find that a bit humorous. Allison is sound asleep and I'm caressing her hair. I'm worrying about Allison, but only to a certain sum of money of worry. My chief worry is wondering how Allison got this infection and is there something that we need to address at the Chateau to keep others from acquiring this infection.

I told Dakota to help me set up for the HR convention that we will be having on Monday of next week. I need some Plan B people just in case some end up getting fired or quit on me.

It dawns on me that maybe we should cause fewer HR people and have all new employees processed through one department.

seance in Allison's room, the TV still showed the fervency from Badger State. You could see that the fire was now under control, but not out just yet. I shook my head watching the news clip about the tower.

When 8 pm came around, the announcement that visiting hours were now over, and it was fourth dimension to arrive at your way out of metropolis infirmary. Visiting hours would get down at 9 am tomorrow first light. Dakota and I got up and went to the flush nurses'desk to arrive at for sure they had both my cell phone and Dakota's jail cell phone numbers. I also saw Dr. Ronda coming out of another patient's room. I went over to her and gave her a passionate buss which caused her to answer in kind.

Dakota and I along with our two SS agents left City hospital and walked outside the front man main incoming to retrieve Fred waiting for us. We got into the back and Fred closed the room access. When he got the limo moving, he asked how Allison was doing. We told her that they believe that she has an transmission and will be in the hospital for about a week.

In the spine of the limo, I stretched my legs out. Dakota switched arse and snuggled up to me putting her psyche on my chest.

"ducky, how are you doing ?"I asked.

"wellspring, since I'm here with my daddy, I'm doing just fine,"She says to me.

I caress her hair's-breadth as I hear her heading to log Z's while laying on my chest.

It doesn't take too long for Fred to get us back to the Chateau. He drops us at the figurehead door and parked the limo in the service department. I let the SS factor know that I will most belike make another trip to city Hospital to visit Allison tomorrow morning. They thank me for giving them a point's up about the visit.

Dakota and I head inside, and we smell something yummy. It occurs to us that neither Dakota nor myself have had anything to eat since about lunchtime. We both head into the kitchen where we find a crockpot filled with beef stew. Both Dakota and I filled a yoke of plates and carried them over to the dining way tabular array to sit down and eat.

Tina comes over and tells us that Jill went to bed too soon as she was just tired out. Tina gives me a buss, very titillating and passionate. Fred walking through the front room to head down the hallway to Mom's room. I heard the door open and then close. I just smile happy that Mom and Fred have been seeing each other for quite a while no. We haven't found a gentleman for Tina's mom just yet, but we will.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up the side by side cockcrow, Jill told me that she thought she would persist in bed for a while. I asked if she thought she should go see Dr. Ronda, but she fussed at me. When I finished my morning duties in the bathroom, I texted Dr. Ronda that now Jill wasn't feeling right. She texted mightily back that she will come up to chew the fat Jill before she heads to urban center Hospital to see Allison.

I turn on the TV and see that the flame in our tower still is the top story on the aurora news. However, it appears as if the firing is almost out. I call the Fire section in Wisconsin and ask how far along in putting the fire out they might be. The Lady at the fire department tells me that it is about 90 % out and they are checking for any hot spots since there is so often report, plus they are checking the floors both above and below where the fervency took place. I thanked her for her time and hung up.

I go out into the dining room and see Sammy and Bobby making everyone breakfast. Sammy asks me what I would like for breakfast. I just tell him once again that my normal omelet would be just all right. I see John eating one of his everything but the kitchen sink omelet, but Diane was just having a slice of toast and a coffee.

I texted Dr. Ronda that Diane was not feeling well either. She texted me that she would count at her as well. I pulled Dakota over to me and whispered in her ear to have got Tina go along an eye on Diane throughout the day. She kissed me and told me she would do just that.

After I eat my omelet, we load up into the limo. bathroom, Dakota, and I along with two SS agent get into the limousine. As usual, Fred is our driver and weaves his way through the traffic to get to City infirmary as quickly as he can. I think about how well Fred takes care of us.

When we arrive at the hospital, Fred drops the three of us off at the main entree. The two SS broker that came with us also get out at the front door to the hospital. The five of us weave our way through the labyrinth of hallways to get to Allison's way number 1708. When we arrive, Allison is eating some grits and some scrambled powdered egg. She has a glass of OJ as well as a bad cup of coffee. She puts creamer and wampum in the coffee to try and aid the gustatory modality, but they really don't help at all.

I hug Allison to relax her. She tells me that she really doesn't palpate all that dissimilar than when we brought her to the infirmary. I take a feeling at the chart the nurse and doctors have written their notes into. They all seem to indicate that Allison is suffering from an infection although they don't reference where the contagion is located in the body. I see her vitals that they keep talking and they show that Allison's blood pressing is a bit high gear and that her Patrick White ancestry enumeration is extremely high gear. Dr. Ronda ordered some antibiotic along with another bag of fluids to keep her hydrated.

It makes me think about the ladies that are back at the Chateau. Are they all dehydrated ? Is there something that is being passed around ? Do we want to do a complete scrubbing from top to bottom to annihilate any source in our firm ?

After we visit with Allison for a while, we all head back to the limo for Fred to need us back home. Dakota reminds me that I have the HR meeting tomorrow good morning at 9 am at the convention center. I ask her to group every HR person by where they are in the country and to impress out potential names as replacements in pillowcase some quit or get let go tomorrow.

After visiting with Allison, we get back into the limo and Fred drives us back home to the Chateau. Because I was intending to wake up about 7 am I headed to bed at about 9 pm. Jill still wasn't feeling all that well. Dr. Ronda stopped by the house about dinner clock time and ate with all of us. She took vitals of Diane, Jill, Tina, and Dakota. Jill and Diane were still feeling under the weather. Tina and Dakota were feeling just fine.

Dr. Ronda prescribed some antibiotics for the ma'am, strong enough to set on the virus, but gentle enough to not pain the babies. She had them sent to Walgreen's. Tina went to pick them up after two hours.

On Monday break of the day, I woke up with two thing on my brain. One, how are the ladies doing ? Two, how many HR people will we lose today ?

I get up and do my break of day duties in the bathroom, including taking a nice hot exhibitor. No one joined me in the shower stalling, which was a Nice relief for me.

I put on a dainty clothes shirt, inglorious slacks, and a tie. I brought my suit coat along, but I wasn't surely if I felt like wearing it or not. I met Dakota and Tina at the face door along with one female and one male agent to protect us. Fred took us to the normal substance where he dropped us off at the main entrance.

I head inside and chose a seat on the stage. Dakota also took a posterior next to Tina with the two SS agentive role standing off to one side of meat but keeping close propinquity to Tina, Dakota, and myself.

As 9 am rolled around, the monumental number of HR citizenry entered the main doors of the convention center elbow room. The masses at the straw man desks were directing the HR people to sit together by district, which they did. They seemed excited that they were sitting together.

I purposely began the get together a bit late so everyone had the opportunity to retrieve their seat and not miss anything that I wanted to say. The first off thing that I talked about was how many new employees were not processed properly into our system. I pointed out that it costs us hundreds of dollar bill extra when we don't set up a new employee properly. They expect to be paid on payday-like everyone else, but if they are not set up correctly then we have to step on it paying them with a paycheck and overnight mail it to them. Instead of them getting direct deposit.

I pointed out the territorial dominion that were not being successful and having the most extra cut check for new employees. I also pointed out just how many people were still in our system that had already been terminated. Most of the HR mass gasped when I told them how many employees this mismanagement of payroll and new employee processing monetary value the company along with how many people, we overpaid by not terminating them as they should hold been.

I publicly thank Rob from IT and his squad who individually verified each and everyone that worked for us was still on the proper payroll department, some wanting a paycheck but near of them wanting direct deposit. I pointed out that the prior 12 month we overpaid non-terminated employees almost $ 600,000 in addition, we had to cut nearly $ 300,000 worth of overnight payroll check, which also caused a lot of gasps.

I asked for a commitment from each territory to do a better job in terminating depart employees and processing the paperwork for new employees to put them on the payroll.

most every HR individual committed to doing a better job at handling new employees. I started with the top 10 tumultuous districts in our company. I didn't public figure any gens, but several people who knew that their territorial dominion was not doing the job properly got up and left their work keys on the table. I watched as they walked out the door and leftfield. There was a lot of whispering about the great unwashed quitting, which didn't both me. We had only two districts that the entire dominion quit and thankfully it was the bottom two territory of the total company. Once they got up and left, I had Dakota and Tina collect their company keys off the tables.

As we approached lunch, I saw the speech number one wood from Jimmy John's bringing in boxes of sandwiches and chips along with coolers of soda and water.

Dakota went to the food and got 5 sandwiches and 5 drinks. She handed the two SS broker their sandwiches first and their drinks then sat down with Tina and I to bear lunch. Oddly adequate, we had a few the great unwashed who wanted to sit with us to pick our brain on what we were going to do about the HR mass who quit and just walked out. I explained that we have people waiting in the wings to be promoted, plus I wanted to reduce the overall number of HR the great unwashed in our companies. They seemed to harmonize with me on my plan.

After the luncheon was over, I called out several people and promoted them to turn HR personnel. I still call these hoi polloi my design B hoi polloi. They all are excited that they have been recognized as promotable people in our caller. When I announced hoi polloi's figure, I got lots of squealing and clapping. At 4 pm, I ended the HR convening by thanking everyone for attending. When I left the stage I received a standing ovation, which made me smile. I gathered up my two noblewoman and the two SS factor and headed out to the limo. Where Fred was waiting patiently to pick out us home.

I asked that we stop and see Allison at City hospital. Fred made the requisite adjustments and was in front of the hospital in just a few minutes.

We got out of the limo and went inside the hospital to see Allison. We arrived just as the foodservice people were dropping of her dinner tray. She didn't seem all that enthused about dinner party. She told me she is missing Sammy and Bobby. I kissed her and we headed home.

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