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The Chauffeur ( # 58 ) The Fire

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

On Saturday I was awoken by my cubicle phone buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the dresser to stop my telephone. I saw that the text was from Roger President Lyndon Johnson. The school text read : Big Fire at an office tower in Wisconsin River. ring ME ASAP ! Roger.

I called Roger as soon as I read his school text message. The first call went straight to voicemail. The secondly call Roger picked up.

"Hey, St. David, not a good way to start a morn. 17 base of our tower in Badger State are on fire. Since it is a Sabbatum, evacuating the construction wasn't that hard. However, there was some intellect the sprinklers didn't go on, so the firefighter are attacking this flaming head-on. Currently, this is a 6-alarm fire but will most likely get raised as the fervidness is not contained yet."Roger tells me.

I expect that you will be getting phone Call from many of your tenants in the building such as kraft food, who is the archetype possessor of the building. I would suss out to see but if you didn't buy the belongings in an ‘ as is'condition we should probably get legal involved,"Roger says to me.

I thought about taking the jet to the property in Wisconsin, but I decided against it since we had another bit of fourth dimension with Special federal agent Wade, plus the SS federal agent who will come with us on this deputation out in the LA desert once again. Fred, Saint John the Apostle, and I are supposed to meet up with the DEA just after 1 pm. All in all, we are supposed to give birth about 32 people on our incline of this mission.

After I hung up from the earpiece, I noticed that Dakota was in my log Z's bed. I tiptoed around her and saw that she was wearing panties just as Dr. Ronda had requested. I headed into the lav to take care of my morn duties which included a quick shower. As I had my head underneath the water, I felt the common cold air from the shower room access being opened. I turned around expecting to see Dakota, but instead, it was Allison. I haven't played with Allison in quite a patch, so it made me smile to see her get into the shower stall with me.

I jokingly pushed her underneath the showerhead to get her total body 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 tool a couple of tugs which made me smile.

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

After putting the towels into the trammel, we went to my sleeping accommodation. She put a white dry White person tee shirt on with no pantie's underneath. I put on my common, a twosome of shorts plus a Patrick White tee shirt. Once I was dressed, we left the sleeping room to subscribe to her back to her chamber. I opened the door and she immediately went to her closet and took out a cute getup to wear out. It was a nice yellow photographic print top and a couplet of xanthous shorts. She decided to go barefoot for now, but that may change later.

When she was finished dressing, we went down to the TV room. No one was in the room, so we turned the TV on, and I selected an all-news canal to get the virtually information about our tower in Wisconsin on fire. Sammy came out to the TV elbow room and asked Allison what she would wish for breakfast, she asked for scrambled eggs and grits. Sammy also asked me what I would like. I told him one of his capital Bacon and cheese omelet with some fried potatoes on the side. He told that my breakfast would have about 20 minute of arc and that he would put it on the dining room tabular array when it is ready.

I sat down on the put watching our tower in Wisconsin burn. My real gratefulness was that it was a weekend day and virtually no one had to be evacuated from the construction. I texted Jennifer to change by reversal on the TV when she gets up to see our tower in Badger State burning. We needed to pull the legal contract as well as the record for the ardour curtailment company on how Holocene the fire suppression equipment had been checked. I also wanted a lean of tenants to be contacted and find out when the flack department is finished for them to let us have intercourse what was able to be salvaged out of their offices.

I switched back and forth on the TV from one intelligence communication channel to another trying to get serious shots of the building burning at the stake. I put a call into the flaming Department in Madison Badger State asking them about my building that was on flame. I got a very gracious lady who told me that there really was no additional selective information at this time, and she said that they already had my figure and act to be reached once there is something to narrate me. I thanked her for her metre and hung up.

As I sat on the couch with Allison, my headphone buzzed once again. It was from Roger again. This fourth dimension his text edition read : married man murders wife in Chicago in one of the Pinetree hotels. local anesthetic law enforcement will be sending us copies of all the law reports.

I just shook my head thinking that he was very prophetic in his start text substance 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 intelligence. Although I prefer FOX news, I did watch CBS news show to try and get a different camera Angle on the blast. One affair that I noticed was a unharmed lot of firemen standing around by the fervour trucks. I wondered to myself why so many people were just standing around.

After about an minute of watching the fire on the news, FOX switched away from the ardor and did a piece on the murder in stops in a Pinetree. They clearly pointed out that it was a domesticated fury case as the hubby had been arrested multiple times before.

My telephone buzzed once again. This meter it was Special broker Wade of the DEA. She said"calling off the desert issue as we don't have enough agents to handle this chemical group. Thanks for the offer of service ”.

I form of exhaled knowing that my people won't be put in harm's way. I went over to the SS Agent and show him my phone and the text content. He thanked me for the update. I texted John the Divine and Fred that today's meter with the DEA is off. A few transactions later Fred texted back that he appreciated the update.

As promised, Sammy delivered Allison her eggs and moxie along with a fresh cup of coffee. He also delivered me the omelet that I asked for along with some deep-fried potatoes. He had also poured me a glass of succus. He put my crustal plate at the headspring of the mesa and the one for Allison rightfield next to me where Dakota normally sits.

Since the DEA outcome was off for the day, I dialed up the jet crew and let them bed whenever they get ready, 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, 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 humble pant at seeing our column electrocution. I suggested to both to bundle an nightlong bag, just in sheath we end up staying over.

I ask Allison if she would like to go to Badger State, 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 remain here at the Chateau as I didn't want anyone out roaming around with the Mexican Drug corporate trust not playing nice with us nor the DEA.

I texted Diane telling her that we were making a trip to Wisconsin and that I would like her and John and Jennifer to join me in the jet. It took a twain of minute, but I finally got two text messages. One from Diane telling me that she and St. John the Apostle were getting ready and one from Jennifer telling me she would be set in less than a half-hour.

I also texted Fred to let him know that the DEA case today had been canceled. In my text message, I let him know that we were heading to the jet to make a slip to our tower in Wisconsin.

Diane and John were the first to arrive at the dining room table. John asked for his usual kitchen sump omelet. Diane wanted scrambled nut and a cup of deep brown. I reached into the fridge and gave her a bottle of water system as well.

About the fourth dimension Bobby was finishing John's omelette, Dakota and Jill came out to the dining way leaving their overnight dish at the front doorway. privy ate at his normal speed 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 factor accompanied us. They each had an nightlong bag ready and they set them by the front doorway. A few minutes later Jennifer joined us. I looked around the room and counted toilet, Diane, Jennifer, Dakota, Jill, myself and three SS broker. It seemed as if we all were there. However, we only had a town car in the garage, so we had to take a couple of automobile. Tina offered to beat back Diane, John, and Jennifer. Fred took Jill and her SS Agent in the township car. That left Dakota and her agent to ride along with me and my agentive role. Donna volunteered to take Dakota, and me along with our security agents to the jet.

When we all arrived at the jet, I gave Fred some information about our return so we would be better prepared with a full-size limo or two to head back to the Chateau. Everyone grabbed their overnight bag and climbed the stair to get in the jet. Once we were all into the jet, they closed the door and locked it in billet. The jet slowly moved from its parking speckle towards the runway. We waited in line to get on the rail. There were three jets in front of us, although once the three jets took off, we lined up for parody as well.

We paused for a import then we felt the scrumptious speedup of the plane. Before we got to the end of the runway, the nozzle of the jet took a sharply upward angle putting us in the air and on our way to Madison, 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 step-in, which made me smile. Dakota sat with her peg 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 legs and feet.

On the other side of meat of me sat Jennifer. lavatory and Diane sat on the love seat with Diane leaning her head onto John's thorax. Jennifer put her weapon system around me and put her head on my left shoulder. We ran into some turbulence as we passed over Utah and CO, however, once we passed those two states the flight smoothed right out. The flight to Wisconsin was right at the three-hour terminal point. Dakota pulled her wooden leg and feet off me when the planer began its extraction to land.

Unfortunately, we had to circle the drome a couple of multiplication before the tower gave us permit to land the jet. Finally, we got the woodworking plane on the ground. We taxied the jet to the private aeroplane region. 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 other private planes. We got the room access open air and went down to the limos. Jill, Dakota and I along with three SS agents got into one limousine with Jennifer, John, and Diane getting into the other limo. Both of our drivers knew where we were headed. They shut the game doors and headed the limos down the road towards the burning towboat. I could see them a couple of miles before we got to the towers. As we arrived, there were respective TV news crews filming the fire and taking interviews with people who had nothing to do with the towboat, they just happened to be standing close, so they were interviewing them.

CHAPTER 2

When we pulled up to the roped-off area by the pillar entryway, I put my best face on to talk to the TV reporters about the tower. Lots of interrogative were asked of me. I looked for and finally found the fervour Chief. I asked him if everyone was OK and that there were no citizenry left in the tower. He told me that they got everyone out and that only place terms, no man injuries, which made me feel good.

I did manage to inquire about when the flak investigation would lead off. The interpreter from the blast Department told me that no investigation would begin until after the entire attack was completely out.

I got a phone call from especial factor Virginia Wade. She told me that she got into a bit of hassle for allowing my radical to assist her DEA agents in taking down the Mexican Drug cartel. I apologized to her for getting her into a bit of hassle, but she told me to not worry about it.

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

One of the cinematographer told us that it will be skinny to 12 hours before the ardour is out then they will begin the probe. I thanked him for the information and asked where a full 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 drivers parked the limos at the far quoin of the parking lot. We all got out and went inside.

The stead was virtually empty, but one of our driver told us all that the nutrient was good, so we took his suggestion and decided to stay. With there being a total of 9 of us, we pushed two mesa together and sat down. A overnice older waitress came over to our table and started taking crapulence orders. She discussed the special of the day, which was eggplant bush parmesan with a pocket-sized side salad and a large slice of ail bread.

Jill wanted the special, Dakota ordered a broiled cheese sandwich with a trough of tomato plant soup. Jennifer ordered tuna salad on toast sourdough bread. King John and Diane both ordered the special as well. I went in a totally different charge ; I ordered a BLT on white goner with mayo and two slices of tomato plant. I ordered a Coke and everyone else ordered a soda as well. I didn't hear what the SS factor ordered since they ended up sitting at a table succeeding to us.

So, it ended up being 6 of my playgroup and 3 agents. I quietly told the waitress that I was picking up the bill for the protection squad that was sitting at a different table. Since the eating place wasn't all that busy, 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 rescript French fries or a side salad otherwise you only get the sandwich. The waitress trying to appease all of us brought a big home base of French people tike. Dakota, as usual, put some of the kid on to a small plate and slathered them with ketchup before taking some and stuffing them into my backtalk and giggling all about it.

It didn't take retentive, but the SS broker finished quite quickly their meals, while my table was still working on their meal. I guess the fries arriving late helped decelerate us down.

The waitress noticed that all the SS agentive role where carrying small-arm. She asked how come up they had grease-gun. I explained that they are aegis agents for me and Jill and Dakota. The waitress shrugged and walked away, clearly ; she didn't understand what I had told her.

John was eating like a maniac. 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 catsup on her nerve, which made both giggles as well as the rest of the table.

When three very flashy teenagers came into the restaurant, I saw that the SS agents got a bit uneasy. The teens sat down a few board away from us. One of the factor moved her hot seat over next to Dakota and Jill. The stripling noticed her do that and made a loud comment about how ridiculous they thought my protection particular was. They decided to provoke the agents by taunting them verbally. The federal agent didn't say a word but when one of the teens got up and walked over to get in their typeface, the male agent stood up and asked the teen to go back to his table. Instead, he decided that he would do what he wanted to do and there was naught that the agentive role could do about it.

Just as the teen decided to direct a swinging at the factor, the teen had his face bounced off the table and was handcuffed in seconds. That only escalated the situation. The waitress demanded that the broker secrete the teenager. The teen only threatened the agent more. Now all three agent were involved, and they asked the teens to go back to their tabular array and just leave behind us alone. The teens decided that they were right and took a swing at the agents. All three factor took the teens down like sura at a rodeo. All three were lying face down on their mesa with the waitress yelling at the agents that she's about to squall the police and that they would find tangible worry as the Sherriff doesn't like strangers who cause bother. At this point, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad service and ungovernable teenagers at any diner in the world and that she should stay out of our business.

I asked for the posting, which the waitress had to add once again. I got up and went to the Johnny Cash register to pay the bill, but she was too engaged running her mouth with the cook. I looked at the total on the bill and threw down enough to pay the bank bill but only left her a 5 % tip since she decided to interject her olfactory organ into our line. Dakota took a snapshot of the money next to the measure, so she couldn't call the Sherriff and tell him that we did the old Dine and elan routine. I asked the SS federal agent to release the adolescent, which they did, but they were set to re-cuff them if they decided once again to put their nozzle into our business.

The nine of us walked out of the restaurant with the waitress telling us not to travel rapidly back. Dakota was quick to tell her that we wouldn't come back if the solid food was devoid. That made all of us laugh as we left.

We got back into the limo and headed back to the pillar to see if the fire was under ascendance yet. When we got there, we saw that the towboat was still on firing, but it appeared to be much Thomas More under ascendency at this point. Most of the new new wave left with only the one from FOX word remaining.

We all got out of the limos and stood there watching the fire-eater attacking the fire on several floors.

Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and I started making tenant earpiece calls. Everyone was informed about the fire and that the column may not be open for several days. I asked the multitude from Kraft why the sprinklers didn't kick on ; they had no answer for that question.

I dialed up our legal department to have them pull all the paperwork on the acquisition of that office column. They told me that it would study a distich of sidereal day, but they will get off me copies for me to reckon over. Our top legal attorney for property acquisition told me he would institutionalize me his analysis of the paperwork and tell 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 set claim, the newsman for FOX tidings came over to one of the agents and asked who to mouth to about this fire. They politely pointed at me. The newsman, named Ashley Johnson, was gorgeous and civilised. When I finished my phone call, I turned off my telephone and put it in my pocket. She asked me several questions while I was being videotaped. She thanked me for the individual interview and left with her cameraman. I asked one of the fire department skipper when they thought it would be completely out. He told me that it will be at least tardy tomorrow and possibly into the come after day before they will have the fire completely out and able to begin their investigation of the fire. I thanked him for his time and gathered my people to head up back to the jet.

It took several mo to get to the jet but once we were there, we all walked the footstep and got into the jet, happy to be leaving this urban center. The co-pilot closed the hatching and took us to the runway. The jet once again accelerated down the runway and into the air to head back home. I knew that the flight would take another three hours, but I was gear up to need a little nap. I stretched out and found Dakota curve up into me as the flight went towards home.

Once again, we experienced some belittled amount of turbulence over Colorado and Beehive State, but once we hit CA, we were in the elucidate and it was unruffled sailing from that point on to LA.

CHAPTER 3

As the jet went from a level flying to a filiation preparing to shore, Dakota rolled off me and I opened my eyes. I asked the SS agents if they think anything will descend of the teen, they didn't believe anything would, but they said that they would find out in with local anaesthetic law enforcement just to make sure.

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

The pilot program and copilot taxied the jet around to the position of the airport that early private jets were parked, and our jet was parked right adjacent to them. Once the jet came to a plosive consonant, the co-pilot extended the steps down and we all began to get off the plane.

Jill, Dakota, and I along with our three SS agents got into the large of the limousine and King John, Diane, and Jennifer got into the sec 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 direct long at all since it was still Saturday.

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

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

"fountainhead, that's great to get a line,"I say to Fred.

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

"Oh, we 're doing just fine, thank you for asking. She's really made a friend with Tina's mother Deloris which I think is good for her. I mean, she loves all the youth in our business firm, but it is overnice for her to let somebody 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 ?"

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

"David, you know about the domesticated ferocity slip in Michigan, don't you ?"Fred asks me.

"Yes, I know. Not really the great start to the day. Our tower in Wisconsin on blast and a house servant furiousness execution in Chicago at a Pinetree, kind of like a one-two punch.

My phone buzzed. It was Allison calling me.

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

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

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

"wellspring, um….I'm at the stock,"she tells me, which kind of chafe me.

"What store are you at ?"I ask.

"Macy's. I thought I would await at their sales agreement on some winter attire but once I got here, I started feeling poorly,"she says to me.

I direct Fred to head to Macy's to blame 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 pack her back to the Chateau and she will meet us there.

Dakota tells Fred what Dr. Ronda said to do and he acknowledged it. It was only a few minutes before we were pulling up to the Macy's. Allison was standing outside the doorway leaning against the building. Fred pulled up and one of the certificate agents got out and gathered her up and put her in the limo. Allison crawled over to me and put her oral sex in my lap, which kind of worried me.

"Darling how much urine have you had today ?"I ask her.

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

Fred is racing the limo back to the Chateau. I am just stroking Allison's top dog hoping that it will console her. Fred pushes several yellow lights before he finally gets us back to the Chateau. He pokes the necessary buttons to open the outer gate then open the inner 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 theatre and lay her John L. H. Down on the couch. Dr. Ronda comes over to her and begins taking vital signs, checking rake force per unit area, listening to her center and her external respiration. She puts on the blood pressure cuff.

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

Dr. Ronda believes that Allison has something such as an transmission. She wants us to pack her to City Hospital for a few days stay. I carry her back out to the limo and one agent goes with me. Dakota also joins me in the limo along with a female factor to protect her. Jill decides to detain at the Chateau.

Fred gets the limo racing towards urban center Hospital with Dr. Ronda right behind the limousine. Dr. Ronda pushes several yellow lights and even and red light. Getting to urban center Hospital took about half the fourth dimension it normally does. Fred just pulled the limousine rightfield in front man 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 examination 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 start to rehydrate.

A nanny came into the examination way to assist Dr. Ronda. They asked Allison if she was sensitised to anything. Allison told her that she was allergic to morphine and a match of other drugs. Dr. Ronda ordered a different annoyance medical specialty to help Allison. She also ordered a blood draw as she suspects that Allison has some sort of transmission but needs the lab oeuvre to confirm that.

Allison is yawning, and I just stand there caressing her hair which form of makes her smile. The two broker that came along to ward Dakota and I are standing like guard dogs right outside the exam room doorway.

Dr. Ronda tells us that she will stay overnight at the very minimum but may end up staying as long as a week. She expects that Allison has an infection of some kind 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 ecstasy guy comes to take her, Dakota and I follow close behind along with our two SS federal agent. We walk through the snarl of the hallway until they get to room 1708 where they put Allison in the room. It is a single way, so Allison won't be sharing with soul else. I suspect that is because she has an contagion and the infirmary doesn't want her spreading the infection that she has with some other hospital patient.

Allison isn't in the room very long before Dr. Ronda comes in and handicap on her. Dakota is on one side of the bed and I'm on the other, but when Dr. Ronda comes into the elbow room, Dakota changes sides of Allison to tolerate side by side to me allowing Dr. Ronda infinite to do her interrogatory of Allison.

Dakota text Tina the room turn that Allison is in so hoi polloi from the Chateau could some visit with her. Dr. Ronda estimates that Allison will be in metropolis Hospital about a week. I am disturbed about Allison, but with Dr. Ronda in charge of Allison, my fears are minimal.

The two SS federal agent once again are standing outside the infirmary room much like guard frankfurter, both Dakota and I find that a bit humourous. Allison is sound asleep and I'm caressing her hair. I'm worrying about Allison, but only to a certain total of worry. My master concern is wondering how Allison got this infection and is there something that we need to call 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 future week. I need some architectural plan B multitude just in compositor's case some end up getting fired or quit on me.

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

Sitting in Allison's elbow room, the TV still showed the fire from Wisconsin. You could see that the fire was now under control, but not out just yet. I shook my foreland watching the word cartridge clip about the tower.

When 8 pm came around, the annunciation that visiting hours were now over, and it was prison term to make your way out of City Hospital. Visiting hours would begin at 9 am tomorrow morn. Dakota and I got up and went to the tutelage nurses'desk to make sure they had both my cell earpiece and Dakota's cell phone numbers. I also saw Dr. Ronda coming out of another patient role's room. I went over to her and gave her a passionate buss which caused her to respond in kind.

Dakota and I along with our two SS agent left urban center Hospital and walked outside the figurehead main entrance to find Fred waiting for us. We got into the spinal column and Fred closed the door. When he got the limo moving, he asked how Allison was doing. We told her that they believe that she has an infection and will be in the infirmary for about a week.

In the back of the limo, I stretched my legs out. Dakota switched seats and snuggled up to me putting her oral sex on my chest.

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

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

I caress her hair as I hear her drift to slumber 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 front door and parked the limo in the garage. I let the SS agents know that I will most probable make another trip to City Hospital to confab Allison tomorrow cockcrow. They thank me for giving them a caput's up about the visit.

Dakota and I head inside, and we smell something delicious. 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 kick stew. Both Dakota and I filled a couple of photographic plate and carried them over to the dining room table to sit down and eat.

Tina comes over and tells us that Jill went to bed other as she was just tired out. Tina gives me a kiss, very titillating and passionate. Fred walks through the nominal head way to head down the hall to Mom's way. I heard the door unfastened and then close. I just smile happy that Mom and Fred have been seeing each other for quite a patch no. We haven't found a gentleman for Tina's mom just yet, but we will.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up the next dawn, Jill told me that she thought she would stay put in bed for a patch. I asked if she thought she should go see Dr. Ronda, but she fussed at me. When I finished my morning time responsibility in the bathroom, I texted Dr. Ronda that now Jill wasn't feeling just. She texted right on back that she will come to visit Jill before she heads to urban center hospital to see Allison.

I turn on the TV and see that the fire in our tower still is the lead account on the morn news. However, it appears as if the fire is almost out. I call the Fire Department in Wisconsin and ask how far along in putting the ardor out they might be. The lady at the fire section tells me that it is about 90 % out and they are checking for any hot smudge since there is so often report, plus they are checking the floors both above and below where the fire took blank space. I thanked her for her metre and hung up.

I go out into the dining room and see Sammy and Bobby making everyone breakfast. Sammy asks me what I would care for breakfast. I just tell him once again that my pattern omelet would be just fine. I see John eating one of his everything but the kitchen sinkhole omelets, but Diane was just having a fade of toast and a coffee.

I texted Dr. Ronda that Diane was not feeling well either. She texted me that she would look at her as well. I pulled Dakota over to me and whispered in her ear to consume Tina keep 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. privy, Dakota, and I along with two SS agents get into the limousine. As common, Fred is our driver and weaves his way through the dealings to get to urban center Hospital as quickly as he can. I think about how well Fred takes tutelage of us.

When we arrive at the hospital, Fred drops the three of us off at the main entrance. The two SS federal agent that came with us also get out at the nominal head doorway to the hospital. The five of us weave our way through the maze of hallways to get to Allison's room phone number 1708. When we arrive, Allison is eating some backbone and some scrambled powdered eggs. She has a glass of OJ as well as a bad cup of coffee. She puts creamer and dinero in the coffee to try and avail the taste, but they really don't service at all.

I hug Allison to relax her. She tells me that she really doesn't feel all that different than when we brought her to the hospital. I take a look at the chart the nurses and doctor have written their banknote into. They all seem to indicate that Allison is suffering from an infection although they don't mention where the infection is located in the body. I see her vital organ that they keep talking and they show that Allison's blood pressure is a bit high and that her white parentage counting is extremely high-pitched. Dr. Ronda ordered some antibiotics 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 take to do a dispatch scrub from top to bottom to obviate any germ in our sign of the zodiac ?

After we visit with Allison for a spell, we all head back to the limo for Fred to charter us back home. Dakota reminds me that I have the HR meeting tomorrow morning time at 9 am at the convention middle. I ask her to group every HR person by where they are in the country and to print out potential names as alternate in case some quit or get let go tomorrow.

After visiting with Allison, we get back into the limo and Fred drives us back domicile to the Chateau. Because I was intending to arouse 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 household about dinner 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 ladies, strong enough to assail the virus, but gentle enough to not hurt the babe. She had them sent to Walgreen's. Tina went to clean them up after two hours.

On Monday cockcrow, I woke up with two things on my Einstein. One, how are the ma'am doing ? Two, how many HR people will we lose today ?

I get up and do my morn duty in the bathroom, including taking a nice hot cascade. No one joined me in the cascade stall, which was a nice easing for me.

I put on a skillful wearing apparel shirt, black quag, and a tie. I brought my case coat along, but I wasn't indisputable if I felt like wearing it or not. I met Dakota and Tina at the social movement door along with one female and one male federal agent to protect us. Fred took us to the convention nerve center where he dropped us off at the main entrance.

I head inside and select a tush on the stage. Dakota also took a behind future to Tina with the two SS agents standing off to one slope but keeping close proximity to Tina, Dakota, and myself.

As 9 am rolled around, the massive issue of HR people entered the master doors of the conventionalism substance elbow room. The multitude at the front desks were directing the HR multitude to sit together by territorial dominion, which they did. They seemed excited that they were sitting together.

I purposely began the meeting a bit recent so everyone had the opportunity to find their butt and not miss anything that I wanted to say. The starting time affair that I talked about was how many new employees were not processed properly into our organization. I pointed out that it costs us hundred of dollars superfluous 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 rush paying them with a payroll check and overnight mail it to them. Instead of them getting direct deposit.

I pointed out the districts that were not being successful and having the most special cut checks for new employees. I also pointed out just how many the great unwashed were still in our scheme that had already been terminated. about of the HR people gasped when I told them how many employees this mismanagement of payroll and new employee processing monetary value the company along with how many mass, we overpaid by not terminating them as they should have been.

I publicly thank Rob from IT and his team who individually verified each and everyone that worked for us was still on the proper payroll, some wanting a payroll check but nearly of them wanting take aim deposit. I pointed out that the anterior 12 months we overpaid non-terminated employees almost $ 600,000 in addition, we had to cut nearly $ 300,000 Charles Frederick Worth of all-night paycheck, which also caused a lot of gasps.

I asked for a commitment from each district to do a advantageously job in terminating part employees and processing the paperwork for new employees to put them on the payroll.

nigh every HR person committed to doing a better job at handling new employees. I started with the top 10 troubled territorial dominion in our society. I didn't name any names, but several masses who knew that their district was not doing the job properly got up and left their piece of work tonality on the table. I watched as they walked out the doorway and left. There was a lot of whispering about people quitting, which didn't both me. We had only two districts that the entire territorial dominion quit and thankfully it was the bottom two district of the intact company. Once they got up and left, I had Dakota and Tina collect their company keys off the tables.

As we approached luncheon, I saw the delivery drivers from jemmy john's bringing in loge of sandwiches and microchip 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 deglutition then sat down with Tina and I to have dejeuner. Oddly enough, we had a few people who wanted to sit with us to pick our brain on what we were going to do about the HR people who quit and just walked out. I explained that we have hoi polloi waiting in the extension to be promoted, plus I wanted to bring down the overall turn of HR people in our society. They seemed to consort with me on my plan.

After the lunch was over, I called out several people and promoted them to become HR personnel office. I still visit these people my Plan B citizenry. They all are excited that they have been recognized as promotable people in our society. When I announced multitude's names, I got lots of squealing and clapping. At 4 pm, I ended the HR convention by thanking everyone for attending. When I left the stage I received a standing standing ovation, which made me grin. I gathered up my two Lady and the two SS agents and headed out to the limo. Where Fred was waiting patiently to subscribe us home.

I asked that we stop and see Allison at metropolis infirmary. Fred made the necessary readjustment and was in front of the hospital in just a few minutes.

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

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