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The Chauffeur ( # 58 ) The fire

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

On Saturday I was awoken by my prison cell telephone set buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the dresser to tick my phone. I saw that the text was from Roger Samuel Johnson. The textbook read : Big flak at an office tower in Wisconsin. promise ME ASAP ! Roger.

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

"Hey, David, not a skillful way to set out a morning. 17 flooring of our tower in Wisconsin are on fire. Since it is a Saturday, evacuating the edifice wasn't that hard. However, there was some reason the sprinklers didn't go on, so the firefighters are attacking this fervor head-on. Currently, this is a 6-alarm fire but will most likely get raised as the fire is not contained yet."Roger tells me.

I expect that you will be getting speech sound phone call from many of your tenants in the edifice such as Kraft food, who is the original owner of the edifice. I would check to see but if you didn't buy the holding in an ‘ as is'term we should probably get legal involved,"Roger says to me.

I thought about taking the jet to the property in Wisconsin River, but I decided against it since we had another bit of time with Special Agent Wade, plus the SS agents who will accompany us on this mission out in the LA desert once again. Fred, John, and I are supposed to fill up with the DEA just after 1 pm. All in all, we are supposed to have about 32 masses on our side of this mission.

After I hung up from the sound, 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 bathroom to take upkeep of my morning responsibility which included a quick exhibitioner. As I had my top dog underneath the water, I felt the moth-eaten air from the cascade door being opened. I turned around expecting to see Dakota, but instead, it was Allison. I haven't played with Allison in quite a spell, so it made me grinning to see her get into the shower stall with me.

I jokingly pushed her underneath the showerhead to get her full 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 cock a twosome of jerk which made me smile.

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

After putting the towels into the shackle, we went to my bedroom. She put a plum dry white tee shirt on with no pantie's underneath. I put on my common, a pair of shortstop plus a Stanford White tee shirt. Once I was dressed, we left the chamber to shoot her spinal column to her sleeping room. I opened the door and she immediately went to her wardrobe and took out a cute outfit to wear. It was a skillful yellow print top and a couple of yellow short circuit. She decided to go barefoot for now, but that may shift later.

When she was finished bandaging, we went down to the TV room. No one was in the way, so we turned the TV on, and I selected an all-news channel to get the to the highest degree information about our tug in Wisconsin on fervour. Sammy came out to the TV elbow room and asked Allison what she would like for breakfast, she asked for scrambled ball and backbone. Sammy also asked me what I would like. I told him one of his great bacon and high mallow omelet with some fried potatoes on the side. He told that my breakfast would get 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 tower in Wisconsin tan. My real appreciativeness was that it was a weekend day and virtually no one had to be evacuated from the building. I texted Jennifer to turn on the TV when she gets up to see our tug in Wisconsin electrocution. We needed to pull the legal contracts as well as the disc for the fire suppression company on how recent the fire suppression equipment had been checked. I also wanted a list of tenant to be contacted and find out when the firing department is finished for them to let us know what was able to be salvaged out of their offices.

I switched back and Forth River on the TV from one news television channel to another trying to get in effect nip of the building burning. I put a yell into the Fire department in Madison Badger State asking them about my edifice that was on ardor. I got a very nice gentlewoman who told me that there really was no additional information at this time, and she said that they already had my name and figure to be reached once there is something to recount me. I thanked her for her meter and hung up.

As I sat on the couch with Allison, my earphone buzzed once again. It was from Roger again. This sentence his textbook read : husband murders married woman in Chicago in one of the Pinetree hotels. Local law enforcement will be sending us transcript of all the police reports.

I just shook my oral sex thought that he was very prophetic in his first text content telling me that it wasn't a good commencement to the day.

I put my arm around Allison and pulled her into me as we watched the news show. Although I prefer FOX news, I did watch CBS news to try and get a different camera angle on the ardor. One thing that I noticed was a totally lot of firefighter standing around by the fire truck. I wondered to myself why so many people were just standing around.

After about an minute of watching the flame on the word, FOX switched away from the flame and did a piece on the execution in Chicago in a Pinetree. They clearly pointed out that it was a domestic wildness case as the husband had been arrested multiple times before.

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

I variety of exhaled knowing that my people won't be put in impairment's way. I went over to the SS federal agent and show him my earphone and the schoolbook content. He thanked me for the update. I texted privy and Fred that today's clock time with the DEA is off. A few minutes later Fred texted back that he appreciated the update.

As promised, Sammy delivered Allison her eggs and grits along with a fresh cup of coffee. He also delivered me the omelette that I asked for along with some fried white potato vine. He had also poured me a glassful of juice. He put my plate at the head of the tabular array and the one for Allison right next to me where Dakota normally sits.

Since the DEA event was off for the day, I dialed up the jet crew and let them know whenever they get gear up, I would wish to fly to Madison WI. After hanging up from them I went and woke Dakota and Jill. Since neither one had any java, 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 gasps at seeing our column burn. I suggested to both to pack an overnight bag, just in case 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 trip, which I kissed her and told her it would be no problem, but to continue 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 lavatory and Jennifer to get together me in the jet. It took a couple of minutes, but I finally got two text messages. One from Diane telling me that she and privy were getting ready and one from Jennifer telling me she would be prepare in to a lesser extent than a half-hour.

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

Diane and John were the first to arrive at the dining room table. John asked for his usual kitchen cesspit omelette. Diane wanted scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee. I reached into the fridge and gave her a bottle of water supply as well.

About the clip Bobby was finishing privy's omelet, Dakota and Jill came out to the dining room leaving their overnight bags at the front end door. St. John the Apostle ate at his normal speed shoveling the food for thought into his back talk as quickly as he possibly could.

Since Dakota and Jill were both going with me, both distaff factor and one Male agent accompanied us. They each had an overnight bag ready and they set them by the front line door. A few minutes later Jennifer joined us. I looked around the way and enumerate John Lackland, Diane, Jennifer, Dakota, Jill, myself and three SS federal agent. It seemed as if we all were there. However, we only had a town car in the service department, so we had to subscribe a couple of elevator car. Tina offered to ride Diane, John, and Jennifer. Fred took Jill and her SS federal agent in the townspeople car. That left Dakota and her agent to ride along with me and my agent. Donna volunteered to take in Dakota, and me along with our surety agent to the jet.

When we all arrived at the jet, I gave Fred some data 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 steps to enter the jet. Once we were all into the jet, they closed the room access and locked it in post. The jet slowly moved from its parking situation towards the runway. We waited in line to get on the runway. There were three cat valium in front line of us, although once the three jets took off, we lined up for takeoff as well.

We paused for a consequence then we felt the delicious acceleration of the planer. Before we got to the end of the rails, the nose of the jet took a sharp upward angle putting us in the air and on our way to President Madison, Wisconsin.

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

On the other side of me sat Jennifer. John the Divine and Diane sat on the sexual love seat with Diane leaning her head onto John's bureau. Jennifer put her arms around me and put her head on my left articulatio humeri. We ran into some Sturm und Drang as we passed over Utah and Colorado, however, once we passed those two states the flying smoothed right out. The flight to Wisconsin was right at the three-hour limitation. Dakota pulled her ramification and feet off me when the plane began its stemma to land.

Unfortunately, we had to circle the airport a twain of meter before the tower gave us license to land the jet. Finally, we got the plane on the ground. We taxied the jet to the private planer area. I saw the two limos that Dakota had ordered up for us to ride in while in Wisconsin.

Our original was able-bodied to park the jet amongst other secret planes. We got the door open and went down to the limos. Jill, Dakota and I along with three SS broker got into one limousine with Jennifer, trick, and Diane getting into the former limo. Both of our drivers knew where we were headed. They shut the rachis doors and headed the limos down the route towards the burning tug. I could see them a couple of international mile before we got to the towers. As we arrived, there were several TV news show crews filming the fire and taking interviews with multitude who had aught to do with the column, they just happened to be standing nigh, so they were interviewing them.

CHAPTER 2

When we pulled up to the roped-off field by the towboat entree, I put my adept nerve on to sing to the TV reporter about the tower. mass of questions were asked of me. I looked for and finally found the Fire Chief. I asked him if everyone was OK and that there were no masses left in the tower. He told me that they got everyone out and that only belongings damage, no human injuries, which made me feel good.

I did deal to inquire about when the firing probe would begin. The representative from the fervidness Department told me that no investigating would start out until after the entire fire was completely out.

I got a phone call option from Special agentive role Wade. She told me that she got into a bit of trouble for allowing my group to assist her DEA federal agent in taking down the Mexican Drug cartel. 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 metrical unit away from the TV news program vans. I got out with Jennifer and Dakota by my side. We answered as many of the motion as we could, but we did stress that we were grateful that there was no one inside the office towner and that we will be happy with getting the outcome of the fire investigation.

One of the cameramen told us that it will be close-fitting to 12 hours before the fire is out then they will begin the investigating. I thanked him for the information and asked where a good dining compartment 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 street corner of the parking lot. We all got out and went inside.

The situation was virtually empty-bellied, but one of our device driver told us all that the food was ripe, so we took his suggestion and decided to ride out. With there being a totality of 9 of us, we pushed two mesa together and sat down. A gracious older waitress came over to our table and started taking drink orders. She discussed the special of the day, which was aubergine parmesan with a modest side salad and a large slice of garlic bread.

Jill wanted the especial, Dakota ordered a grill tall mallow sandwich with a bowl of Lycopersicon esculentum soup. Jennifer ordered Anguilla sucklandii salad on drink sourdough bread. John and Diane both ordered the special as well. I went in a totally different focal point ; I ordered a BLT on whiten toast with mayonnaise and two slice of tomato. I ordered a snow and everyone else ordered a tonic as well. I didn't hear what the SS federal agent ordered since they ended up sitting at a defer next 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 billhook for the protective cover team that was sitting at a unlike mesa. Since the restaurant wasn't all that engaged, the meal 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 guild French fries or a position salad otherwise you only get the sandwich. The waitress trying to appease all of us brought a big shell of French fries. Dakota, as common, put some of the fries on to a little collection plate and slathered them with ketchup before taking some and stuffing them into my sass and giggling all about it.

It didn't take longsighted, but the SS agents finished quite quickly their repast, while my tabular array was still working on their repast. I guess the shaver arriving late helped slow us down.

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

St. John the Apostle 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 cheek. He in-turn, kissed her back putting a bit of ketchup on her boldness, which made both giggles as well as the rest of the table.

When three very loud teenagers came into the restaurant, I saw that the SS agent got a bit nervous. The teens sat down a few tables away from us. One of the agents moved her professorship over next to Dakota and Jill. The teens noticed her do that and made a gimcrack comment about how ridiculous they thought my shelter particular was. They decided to provoke the agents by taunting them verbally. The agents didn't say a word but when one of the adolescent got up and walked over to get in their face, the male broker 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 nil that the agent could do about it.

Just as the teen decided to use up a swing at the agent, the teen had his face bounced off the board and was handcuffed in seconds. That only escalated the situation. The waitress demanded that the agent loose the teenager. The teenager only threatened the agent more. Now all three federal agent were involved, and they asked the teens to go back to their table and just provide us alone. The adolescent decided that they were right and took a jive at the federal agent. All three federal agent took the stripling down like calf at a rodeo. All three were lying grimace down on their table with the waitress shouting at the federal agent that she's about to bid the police force and that they would line up actual trouble as the Sherriff doesn't like alien who cause trouble. At this distributor point, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad help and disobedient teen at any diner in the Earth and that she should remain out of our business.

I asked for the bill, which the waitress had to add once again. I got up and went to the immediate payment register to pay the bill, but she was too officious running her sassing with the cook. I looked at the total on the bill and threw down enough to pay the pecker but only left her a 5 % tip since she decided to interject her nozzle into our business. Dakota took a snapshot of the money next to the bill, so she couldn't scream the Sherriff and severalise him that we did the old Dine and sprint subroutine. I asked the SS factor to let go of the teens, which they did, but they were gear up to re-cuff them if they decided once again to put their olfactory organ into our business.

The nine of us walked out of the restaurant with the waitress telling us not to hurry 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 column to see if the fire 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 mastery at this stage. near of the new vanguard left with only the one from FOX news remaining.

We all got out of the limo and stood there watching the fireman attacking the fire on several floors.

Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and I started making tenant phone calls. Everyone was informed about the fire and that the column may not be undefendable for several years. I asked the hoi polloi from kraft paper why the sprinklers didn't kick on ; they had no answer for that question.

I dialed up our effectual section to bear them pluck all the paperwork on the acquisition of that office tower. They told me that it would take a couple of days, but they will air me copies for me to depend over. Our top legal attorney for property attainment told me he would send 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 speech sound calls, the reporter for FOX tidings came over to one of the agents and asked who to speak to about this fire. They politely pointed at me. The newsman, named Ashley Johnson, was gorgeous and civilized. When I finished my earphone call, I turned off my phone 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 section police chief when they thought it would be completely out. He told me that it will be at least former tomorrow and possibly into the following day before they will have the attack completely out and able to set about their investigation of the flaming. I thanked him for his time and gathered my multitude to head back to the jet.

It took several minutes to get to the jet but once we were there, we all walked the steps and got into the jet, glad to be leaving this city. The co-pilot closed the hachure and took us to the rail. The jet once again accelerated down the runway and into the air to head up back home plate. I knew that the escape would rent another three minute, but I was cook to take a short nap. I stretched out and found Dakota loop up into me as the flight went towards home.

Once again, we experienced some low amount of Sturm und Drang over Colorado and Utah, but once we hit California, we were in the clear and it was smooth sailing from that point on to LA.

CHAPTER 3

As the jet went from a storey escape to a descent preparing to land, Dakota rolled off me and I opened my heart. I asked the SS federal agent if they think anything will descend of the teenagers, they didn't believe anything would, but they said that they would assure in with local law enforcement just to name sure.

It was only a few arcminute before the jet made a sharply downturn to land. Apparently, that part of the flight always makes Dakota nervous 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 limos. I heard Dakota William Tell Jill that when Fred is driving the limo, she feels much better. Jill agreed with her.

The pilot and copilot taxied the jet around to the face of the airport that other individual jets were parked, and our jet was parked right succeeding to them. Once the jet came to a stop, the co-pilot extended the footstep 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 limos and privy, Diane, and Jennifer got into the moment limousine. Fred started our limo and the female person number one wood, whom I didn't know started the early limo and we all headed to the chateau. The drive didn't conduct long at all since it was still Saturday.

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

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

"Well, that's enceinte to get wind,"I say to Fred.

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

"Oh, we 're doing just fine, give thanks you for asking. She's really made a supporter with Tina's mother Deloris which I think is sound for her. I mean, she loves all the young in our house, but it is gracious for her to experience someone finisher to her own age to share lifetime 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 tugboat will be burning for at to the lowest degree another 24-36 minute. After they finally get the tower put out, only then will set off the investigation,"I tell Fred.

"David, you know about the domestic violence case in Chicago, don't you ?"Fred asks me.

"Yes, I know. Not really the great start to the day. Our tower in Wisconsin River on fire and a domestic furiousness murder in Chicago at a Pinetree, sort of like a one-two punch.

My phone buzzed. It was Allison calling me.

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

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

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

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

"What store are you at ?"I ask.

"Macy's. I thought I would calculate at their sale 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 take her backbone 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 minute 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 system broker got out and gathered her up and put her in the limo. Allison crawled over to me and put her head in my lap, which variety of worried me.

"Darling how much water 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 head hoping that it will soothe her. Fred pushes several yellow ignitor 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 limo up to the front door. We all get out. I carry Allison inside the business firm and lay her Down on the couch. Dr. Ronda comes over to her and begins taking vital sign of the zodiac, checking lineage press, listening to her kernel and her breathing. She puts on the blood pressure cuff.

I sit there worried with Allison's question still in my lap. I am stroking her tomentum. Jill is standing close by, Dakota is standing close by, as well as John, Diane, and Jennifer. Everyone is worried about our trivial Allison. Although I'm annoyed with her leaving the Chateau, I'm more vex that there is something dramatically ill-timed with her.

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

Fred gets the limo racing towards City infirmary with Dr. Ronda right hand behind the limo. Dr. Ronda pushes various yellow igniter and even and red luminosity. Getting to urban center hospital took about half the time it normally does. Fred just pulled the limo right wing in front of the ER entrance. Dr. Ronda parked her car in the medico parking lot and hurried into the ER.

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

A nursemaid came into the examination room to aid Dr. Ronda. They asked Allison if she was allergic to anything. Allison told her that she was allergic to morphine and a couple of other drugs. Dr. Ronda ordered a different pain medicine to help Allison. She also ordered a pedigree draw as she suspects that Allison has some kind of infection but needs the lab work to confirm that.

Allison is dozy, and I just stand there caressing her hair which kind of makes her smile. The two agents that came along to defend Dakota and I are standing like sentry go dog-iron right outside the exam room doorway.

Dr. Ronda tells us that she will outride overnight at the very minimal but may end up staying as long as a week. She expects that Allison has an infection of some sort but that won't be confirmed until the lab employment 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 room for Allison. When the ecstasy guy comes to take her, Dakota and I follow close behind along with our two SS agents. We walk through the maze of the hall until they get to elbow room 1708 where they put Allison in the room. It is a single elbow room, so Allison won't be sharing with someone else. I suspect that is because she has an contagion 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 slope of Allison to abide succeeding to me allowing Dr. Ronda space to do her interrogation of Allison.

Dakota schoolbook Tina the room telephone number that Allison is in so masses from the Chateau could some visit with her. Dr. Ronda estimates that Allison will be in City infirmary about a week. I am worried about Allison, but with Dr. Ronda in bang of Allison, my reverence are minimal.

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

I told Dakota to help me set up for the HR conventionality that we will be having on Mon of next week. I need some architectural plan B people just in fount some end up getting fired or quit on me.

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

Sitting in Allison's 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 head word watching the word snip about the tower.

When 8 pm came around, the proclamation that visiting hours were now over, and it was time to make water your way out of City Hospital. Visiting hr would start out at 9 am tomorrow morning. Dakota and I got up and went to the charge nurses'desk to make sure they had both my electric cell headphone and Dakota's cell headphone routine. I also saw Dr. Ronda coming out of another affected role's elbow room. I went over to her and gave her a passionate kiss which caused her to respond in kind.

Dakota and I along with our two SS agents left City infirmary and walked outside the forepart main entrance to find Fred waiting for us. We got into the back 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 hospital for about a week.

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

"Darling River, 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 whisker as I hear her impulsion to kip while laying on my chest.

It doesn't engage too long for Fred to get us back to the Chateau. He drops us at the forepart room access and parked the limo in the service department. I let the SS agents know that I will most probable make another trip to city hospital to visit Allison tomorrow forenoon. They thank me for giving them a head's up about the visit.

Dakota and I head inside, and we smell something toothsome. 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 couple of plates and carried them over to the dining room table to sit down and eat.

Tina comes over and Tell us that Jill went to bed early as she was just tired out. Tina gives me a kiss, very titillating and passionate. Fred walking through the front room to lead down the hallway to Mom's room. I heard the door open and then close. I just smile glad that Mom and Fred have been seeing each other for quite a spell no. We haven't found a valet de chambre for Tina's mom just yet, but we will.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up the next forenoon, Jill told me that she thought she would stay in bed for a spell. I asked if she thought she should go see Dr. Ronda, but she fussed at me. When I finished my morning obligation in the lav, I texted Dr. Ronda that now Jill wasn't feeling skilful. She texted correctly 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 fervour in our tower still is the jumper lead report on the dayspring news. However, it appears as if the flame is almost out. I call the fire Department in Badger State and ask how far along in putting the flaming out they might be. The lady at the ardor department tells me that it is about 90 % out and they are checking for any hot spots since there is so very much paper, plus they are checking the floors both above and below where the fire 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 rule omelet would be just amercement. I see John eating one of his everything but the kitchen cesspit omelette, but Diane was just having a slice of goner 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 give birth 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. lavatory, Dakota, and I along with two SS agents get into the limo. As common, Fred is our device driver and weaves his way through the traffic to get to urban center Hospital as quickly as he can. I think about how well Fred takes upkeep of us.

When we arrive at the hospital, Fred drops the three of us off at the main entrance. The two SS agents that came with us also get out at the breast doorway to the hospital. The five of us weave our way through the labyrinth of hall to get to Allison's room number 1708. When we arrive, Allison is eating some grits and some scrambled powdered eggs. She has a drinking glass of OJ as well as a bad cup of burnt umber. She puts creamer and sugar in the deep brown to try and help the gustation, but they really don't assistant at all.

I hug Allison to slack her. She tells me that she really doesn't experience all that different than when we brought her to the hospital. I take a face at the chart the nurses and doctors have written their greenback into. They all seem to indicate that Allison is suffering from an infection although they don't cite where the infection is located in the organic structure. I see her vitals that they keep talking and they show that Allison's blood line imperativeness is a bit gamey and that her Patrick Victor Martindale White parentage count is extremely high school. Dr. Ronda ordered some antibiotic along with another bag of fluids to keep her hydrated.

It makes me opine about the lady that are back at the Chateau. Are they all dehydrated ? Is there something that is being passed around ? Do we need to do a everlasting scrubbing from top to fathom to eliminate any germs in our house ?

After we visit with Allison for a while, we all head back to the limo for Fred to take us back dwelling house. Dakota reminds me that I have the HR get together tomorrow morning at 9 am at the convention nitty-gritty. I ask her to grouping every HR person by where they are in the commonwealth and to impress out potential names as replacements 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 awaken 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 party 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 antibiotic for the ladies, strong enough to round the virus, but gentle enough to not hurt the babies. She had them sent to Walgreen's. Tina went to beak them up after two hours.

On Monday morning, I woke up with two things on my brainiac. One, how are the lady doing ? Two, how many HR the great unwashed will we lose today ?

I get up and do my morning time responsibility in the bathroom, including taking a squeamish hot shower. No one joined me in the shower sales booth, which was a nice relief for me.

I put on a nice garb shirt, black slacks, and a tie. I brought my suit coat along, but I wasn't sure if I felt like wearing it or not. I met Dakota and Tina at the front man door along with one female person and one male person federal agent to protect us. Fred took us to the conventionalism centre of attention where he dropped us off at the main entrance.

I head inside and select a seat on the stage. Dakota also took a rear side by side to Tina with the two SS agents standing off to one incline but keeping near proximity to Tina, Dakota, and myself.

As 9 am rolled around, the monumental number of HR people entered the independent doors of the convention center way. The people at the battlefront desks were directing the HR mass to sit together by territorial dominion, which they did. They seemed excited that they were sitting together.

I purposely began the meeting a bit late so everyone had the opportunity to witness their bum and not miss anything that I wanted to say. The first affair that I talked about was how many new employees were not processed properly into our scheme. I pointed out that it costs us hundreds of dollars supererogatory 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 paycheck 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 especial cut checks for new employees. I also pointed out just how many citizenry were still in our system that had already been terminated. almost of the HR citizenry gasped when I told them how many employees this misdirection of payroll and new employee processing cost the society along with how many citizenry, 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 to the highest degree of them wanting direct repository. I pointed out that the prior 12 calendar month we overpaid non-terminated employees almost $ 600,000 in plus, we had to cut nearly $ 300,000 worth of overnight paychecks, which also caused a lot of gasps.

I asked for a committal from each district to do a better job in terminating departed employees and processing the paperwork for new employees to put them on the payroll.

almost every HR mortal committed to doing a better job at handling new employees. I started with the top 10 incommode districts in our company. I didn't name any names, but several people who knew that their district was not doing the job properly got up and left their work Francis Scott Key on the table. I watched as they walked out the door and leftfield. There was a lot of whispering about masses quitting, which didn't both me. We had only two dominion that the intact territorial dominion quit and thankfully it was the derriere two districts of the entire 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 bringing drivers from jimmy whoremaster's bringing in boxes of sandwiches and chip shot along with coolers of soda and water.

Dakota went to the food and got 5 sandwiches and 5 crapulence. She handed the two SS factor their sandwiches first and their drunkenness then sat down with Tina and I to cause lunch. 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 citizenry who quit and just walked out. I explained that we have people waiting in the annexe to be promoted, plus I wanted to reduce the overall number of HR people in our troupe. They seemed to harmonize with me on my plan.

After the tiffin was over, I called out several citizenry and promoted them to become HR personnel office. I still call these the great unwashed my program B people. They all are excited that they have been recognized as promotable people in our company. When I announced mass's names, I got pot of squealing and clapping. At 4 pm, I ended the HR conventionality by thanking everyone for attending. When I left the level 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 subscribe us home.

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

We got out of the limousine 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. She told me she is missing Sammy and Bobby. I kissed her and we headed home.

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