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The Chauffeur ( # 58 ) The attack

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

On Sabbatum I was awoken by my jail cell phone buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the actor's assistant to determine my phone. I saw that the text was from Roger Johnson. The text read : Big attack at an part towboat in Wisconsin. CALL ME ASAP ! Roger.

I called Roger as soon as I read his textbook subject matter. The beginning call went straight to voicemail. The second shout Roger picked up.

"Hey, Jacques Louis David, not a estimable way to originate a sunrise. 17 floors of our towboat in Wisconsin are on fervour. Since it is a Saturday, evacuating the building wasn't that difficult. However, there was some rationality the sprinklers didn't go on, so the firefighters are attacking this fervidness head-on. Currently, this is a 6-alarm fervour but will most belike get raised as the fire is not contained yet."Roger tells me.

I expect that you will be getting phone telephone call from many of your tenants in the edifice such as kraft Foods, who is the archetype owner of the building. I would stop to see but if you didn't buy the property in an ‘ as is'precondition we should probably get legal involved,"Roger says to me.

I thought about taking the jet to the belongings in Wisconsin River, but I decided against it since we had another bit of time with Special agent Virginia Wade, plus the SS agentive role who will accompany us on this mission out in the LA desert once again. Fred, John the Evangelist, and I are supposed to meet up with the DEA just after 1 pm. All in all, we are supposed to give about 32 mass on our position 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 privy to take aid of my morning duty which included a immediate shower. As I had my fountainhead underneath the water system, I felt the cold air from the exhibitioner threshold 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 grin to see her get into the shower stall with me.

I jokingly pushed her underneath the showerhead to get her entire body wet before I began to wash away 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 towboat which made me smile.

We spent several minutes in the cascade together before we turned the hot water supply off. I grabbed two towels and we took our clip to dry each other. 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 bedroom. She put a blank dry ashen tee shirt on with no pantie's underneath. I put on my usual, a pair of short plus a white tee shirt. Once I was dressed, we left the bedroom to take her back to her bedroom. I opened the door and she immediately went to her cupboard and took out a cute outfit to wear. It was a nice yellow mark top and a twosome of yellow shorts. She decided to go barefoot for now, but that may vary later.

When she was finished dressing, 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 distribution channel to get the almost info about our tower in Wisconsin on fervor. Sammy came out to the TV room and asked Allison what she would like for breakfast, she asked for scrambled egg and backbone. Sammy also asked me what I would like. I told him one of his great Baron Verulam and cheese omelets with some fried murphy on the side. He told that my breakfast would take about 20 minutes and that he would put it on the dining room mesa when it is ready.

I sat down on the sofa watching our tug in Badger State burn. My real thankfulness was that it was a weekend day and virtually no one had to be evacuated from the construction. I texted Jennifer to grow on the TV when she gets up to see our tower in Wisconsin burn. We needed to pull the legal contracts as well as the records for the flack suppression company on how recent the flak quelling equipment had been checked. I also wanted a inclination of tenant to be contacted and get out when the flaming department is finished for them to let us know what was capable to be salvaged out of their offices.

I switched back and Forth River on the TV from one news program groove to another trying to get better guess of the building burning. I put a cry into the Fire Department in Madison Wisconsin asking them about my building that was on fire. I got a very nice lady who told me that there really was no additional information at this time, and she said that they already had my name and number to be reached once there is something to tell me. I thanked her for her time and hung up.

As I sat on the lounge with Allison, my phone buzzed once again. It was from Roger again. This time his text read : Husband murders wife in Newmarket in one of the Pinetree hotels. topical anaesthetic law enforcement will be sending us copy of all the Police reports.

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

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

After about an hour of watching the fire on the intelligence, FOX switched away from the ardor and did a small-arm on the slaying in Chicago in a Pinetree. They clearly pointed out that it was a domestic fierceness example as the husband had been arrested multiple times before.

My telephone set buzzed once again. This time it was Special Agent Wade of the DEA. She said"calling off the desert emergence as we don't have plenty agents to palm this grouping. Thanks for the pass of help ”.

I kind of exhale knowing that my multitude won't be put in trauma's way. I went over to the SS agentive role and show him my phone and the text subject matter. He thanked me for the update. I texted Saint John the Apostle 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 eggs and grits along with a fresh cup of chocolate. He also delivered me the omelet that I asked for along with some fried murphy. He had also poured me a glass of juice. He put my plate at the head of the mesa 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 get it on whenever they get ready, I would like to fly to capital of Wisconsin 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 small pant at seeing our pillar burning. I suggested to both to pack an all-night bag, just in case we end up staying over.

I ask Allison if she would care 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 trouble, but to stay here at the Chateau as I didn't want anyone out roaming around with the Mexican Drug Cartel not playing skillful with us nor the DEA.

I texted Diane telling her that we were making a trip-up to WI and that I would care her and whoremaster and Jennifer to join me in the jet. It took a couple of minutes, but I finally got two text content. One from Diane telling me that she and John were getting set up and one from Jennifer telling me she would be prepare in less than a half-hour.

I also texted Fred to let him screw that the DEA event today had been canceled. In my textual matter message, I let him do it that we were heading to the jet to make a trip to our tower in Wisconsin.

Diane and Saint John the Apostle were the kickoff to arrive at the dining way tabular array. toilet asked for his common kitchen sink omelet. Diane wanted scrambled ballock and a cup of coffee. I reached into the fridge and gave her a bottle of H2O as well.

About the time Bobby was finishing John's omelet, Dakota and Jill came out to the dining room leaving their overnight old bag at the front door. John ate at his normal stop number shoveling the food into his mouth as quickly as he possibly could.

Since Dakota and Jill were both going with me, both distaff agent and one male agent accompanied us. They each had an overnight bag prepare and they set them by the front room access. A few minutes later Jennifer joined us. I looked around the room and enumerate John, Diane, Jennifer, Dakota, Jill, myself and three SS agents. It seemed as if we all were there. However, we only had a townsfolk car in the garage, so we had to take a pair of gondola. Tina offered to force back Diane, John, and Jennifer. Fred took Jill and her SS agentive role in the town 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 agentive role to the jet.

When we all arrived at the jet, I gave Fred some information about our paying back so we would be better prepared with a lifesize 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 door and locked it in place. The jet slowly moved from its parking spot towards the runway. We waited in parentage to get on the runway. There were three K in battlefront of us, although once the three K took off, we lined up for takeoff as well.

We paused for a moment then we felt the delicious acceleration of the woodworking plane. Before we got to the end of the track, the olfactory organ of the jet took a sharp-worded 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 establish me that she was indeed wearing scanty, which made me smile. Dakota sat with her legs 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 face of me sat Jennifer. John and Diane sat on the love seat with Diane leaning her straits onto St. John's chest. Jennifer put her blazon around me and put her head on my left-hand shoulder joint. We ran into some turbulence as we passed over Utah and Colorado, however, once we passed those two states the flight smoothed right out. The flight of stairs to Wisconsin was right at the three-hour limit. Dakota pulled her legs and human foot off me when the plane began its descent to land.

Unfortunately, we had to circle the drome a couple of times before the tower gave us license to land the jet. Finally, we got the plane on the ground. We taxied the jet to the common soldier plane area. I saw the two limos that Dakota had ordered up for us to depend upon in while in Wisconsin.

Our pilot was able to park the jet amongst other buck private planes. We got the room access open and went down to the limos. Jill, Dakota and I along with three SS broker got into one limousine with Jennifer, John, and Diane getting into the other limousine. Both of our drivers knew where we were headed. They shut the back doorway and headed the limo down the road towards the burning pillar. 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 consultation with people who had zero to do with the column, they just happened to be standing unaired, so they were interviewing them.

CHAPTER 2

When we pulled up to the roped-off expanse by the tug entrance, I put my skilful face on to utter to the TV newsperson about the tower. batch of questions were asked of me. I looked for and finally found the flak Chief. I asked him if everyone was OK and that there were no multitude left in the tower. He told me that they got everyone out and that only property hurt, no human injuries, which made me feel good.

I did manage to inquire about when the ardor investigation would start out. The representative from the fervor Department told me that no investigation would start until after the stallion flame was completely out.

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

We pulled the two limos just a few base away from the TV news vans. I got out with Jennifer and Dakota by my side. We answered as many of the query as we could, but we did accent that we were thankful that there was no one inside the situation towner and that we will be glad with getting the results of the fire investigation.

One of the cinematographer told us that it will be nigher to 12 hours before the fervour is out then they will lead off the investigation. I thanked him for the information and asked where a beneficial 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 number one wood 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 good, so we took his hint and decided to stay put. With there being a amount of 9 of us, we pushed two table together and sat down. A Nice older 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 position salad and a enceinte cut of ail bread.

Jill wanted the exceptional, Dakota ordered a grill high mallow sandwich with a bowlful of tomato soup. Jennifer ordered tuna salad on toasted sourdough bread. toilet and Diane both ordered the particular as well. I went in a totally different guidance ; I ordered a BLT on white toast with mayo and two gash of love apple. I ordered a blow and everyone else ordered a soda pop as well. I didn't hear what the SS agent ordered since they ended up sitting at a put off adjacent to us.

So, it ended up being 6 of my playgroup and 3 broker. I quietly told the waitress that I was picking up the vizor for the protection team that was sitting at a different table. Since the restaurant wasn't all that busy, the repast 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 decree French fries or a side salad otherwise you only get the sandwich. The waitress trying to propitiate all of us brought a big home of French people fries. Dakota, as usual, put some of the small fry on to a small-scale plate and slathered them with ketchup before taking some and stuffing them into my lip and giggling all about it.

It didn't take farseeing, but the SS agents finished quite quickly their meals, while my table was still working on their meals. I guess the small fry arriving late helped slack us down.

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

John the Evangelist was eating like a maniac. When Diane got through with her repast, 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 catsup on her cheek, which made both giggles as well as the ease of the table.

When three very loud stripling came into the restaurant, I saw that the SS agents got a bit nervous. The teens sat down a few board away from us. One of the broker moved her chair over side by side to Dakota and Jill. The adolescent noticed her do that and made a trashy comment about how ridiculous they thought my protection detail was. They decided to harry the factor by taunting them verbally. The agents didn't say a word of honor but when one of the teens got up and walked over to get in their face, the male person 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 nothing that the factor could do about it.

Just as the teen decided to take a golf shot at the agent, the teenager had his face bounced off the table and was handcuffed in seconds. That only escalated the situation. The waitress demanded that the agent publish the teenager. The teenager only threatened the agent more than. Now all three factor were involved, and they asked the teens to go back to their table and just leave us alone. The teenager decided that they were right and took a swinging at the agents. All three agent took the teens down like calves at a rodeo. All three were lying face down on their table with the waitress yelling at the federal agent that she's about to scream the police and that they would observe real trouble as the Sherriff doesn't like alien who cause trouble. At this item, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad service and unruly teen at any diner in the populace and that she should stay on out of our business.

I asked for the bank bill, which the waitress had to add once again. I got up and went to the cash registry to pay the government note, but she was too busy running her mouth with the James Cook. I looked at the totality on the bill and threw down enough to pay the greenback but only left her a 5 % tip since she decided to inject her olfactory organ into our business. Dakota took a snap of the money next to the bill, so she couldn't holler the Sherriff and state him that we did the old Dine and dash routine. I asked the SS factor to release the teenager, 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 restaurant with the waitress telling us not to hurry back. Dakota was quick to severalise her that we wouldn't come back if the food was unfreeze. That made all of us laugh as we left.

We got back into the limousine and headed back to the column to see if the ardor 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 control at this point. Most of the new van left with only the one from FOX news remaining.

We all got out of the limos and stood there watching the firefighters 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 tower may not be undetermined for several days. I asked the masses from kraft why the sprinklers didn't kick on ; they had no solvent for that question.

I dialed up our legal department to induce them pull all the paperwork on the acquisition of that federal agency tower. They told me that it would take a twosome of days, but they will send me transcript for me to look over. Our top effectual lawyer for holding acquisition told me he would send me his analytic thinking of the paperwork and tell me if it was an ‘ as is'purchase or something else. I thanked him and string up up the phone.

As we stood there making phone Call, the reporter for FOX news came over to one of the agentive role and asked who to talk to about this attack. They politely pointed at me. The reporter, named Ashley LBJ, was gorgeous and polite. When I finished my telephone call, I turned off my speech sound and put it in my pocket. She asked me several query while I was being videotaped. She thanked me for the individual interview and left with her camera operator. I asked one of the fire department master when they thought it would be completely out. He told me that it will be at least late tomorrow and possibly into the stick with day before they will have the fire completely out and able to begin their investigating of the flak. I thanked him for his time and gathered my people to direct 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, happy to be leaving this city. The copilot closed the hatching and took us to the rail. The jet once again accelerated down the rails and into the air to head back domicile. I knew that the flight would take away another three hours, but I was gear up to take a short nap. I stretched out and found Dakota kink up into me as the flight went towards home.

Once again, we experienced some little amount of Sturm und Drang over Centennial State and UT, but once we hit California, we were in the readable and it was politic sailing from that point on to LA.

CHAPTER 3

As the jet went from a level flight to a descent preparing to land, Dakota rolled off me and I opened my eyes. I asked the SS agent if they think anything will hail of the teenager, they didn't believe anything would, but they said that they would correspond in with topical anaesthetic law enforcement just to make sure.

It was only a few minutes before the jet made a penetrative downturn to land. Apparently, that share of the trajectory always makes Dakota nervous as she squeezed me tightly just before the cycle hit the runway. As we taxied around to where our limos were waiting, I saw Fred standing stoically outside one of the limousine. I heard Dakota William Tell Jill that when Fred is driving the limo, she feels much better. Jill agreed with her.

The pilot film and copilot taxied the jet around to the side of the airdrome that other private jet plane were parked, and our jet was parked right future to them. Once the jet came to a stop, the co-pilot extended the stair 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 John Lackland, Diane, and Jennifer got into the second limo. Fred started our limo and the female number one wood, whom I didn't know started the other limo and we all headed to the chateau. The effort didn't take long at all since it was still Saturday.

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

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

"Well, that's great to hear,"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 friend with Tina's female parent Deloris which I think is full for her. I mean, she loves all the early days in our house, but it is nice for her to have someone 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 fervidness up close ?"

"fountainhead, it looks as if the tower will be burning for at least another 24-36 60 minutes. After they finally get the tower put out, only then will start the investigation,"I tell Fred.

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

"Yes, I know. Not really the great starting signal to the day. Our tugboat in Wisconsin on fire and a domestic wildness murder in Chicago at a Pinetree, sort of like a one-two punch.

My headphone buzzed. It was Allison calling me.

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

"I'm really not feeling good and question 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 stock are you at ?"I ask.

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

I direct Fred to channelise to Macy's to pick up Allison. I have Dakota calling Dr. Ronda to let her live that we will be bringing Allison to see her shortly. Dr. Ronda tells Dakota to just get Allison and contract her spinal column to the Chateau and she will take on us there.

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

"deary how much pee have you had today ?"I ask her.

"Um, some. I don't really know,"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 solace her. Fred pushes respective yellow lighter before he finally gets us back to the Chateau. He pokes the necessary button to open the outer gate then give 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 house and lay her down on the couch. Dr. Ronda comes over to her and begins taking vital signs, checking pedigree pressure, listening to her heart and her breathing. She puts on the origin insistence cuff.

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

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

Fred gets the limo racing towards City Hospital with Dr. Ronda right behind the limo. Dr. Ronda pushes several scandalmongering lights and even and red light. Getting to metropolis infirmary took about half the fourth dimension it normally does. Fred just pulled the limo right in front of the ER incoming. Dr. Ronda parked her car in the MD parking lot and hurried into the ER.

Dr. Ronda took dominance and guided us to an examination way. 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 nurse came into the examination room to serve 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 unlike pain sensation medicine to help Allison. She also ordered a line draw as she suspects that Allison has some form of infection but needs the lab work to confirm that.

Allison is dozy, and I just stand there caressing her hair which variety of makes her smile. The two factor that came along to guard Dakota and I are standing like guard wiener right outside the exam room doorway.

Dr. Ronda tells us that she will stay 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 variety 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 state everyone what is happening with Allison.

As expected, Dr. Ronda has the nanny arranging a room for Allison. When the transport guy comes to submit 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 way 1708 where they put Allison in the elbow room. 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 former infirmary patient.

Allison isn't in the room very long before Dr. Ronda comes in and checks on her. Dakota is on one English of the bed and I'm on the early, but when Dr. Ronda comes into the room, Dakota changes slope of Allison to remain firm next to me allowing Dr. Ronda quad to do her examination of Allison.

Dakota textbook Tina the room routine 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 calendar week. I am worried about Allison, but with Dr. Ronda in charge of Allison, my fears are minimal.

The two SS agents once again are standing outside the hospital way much like safety frankfurter, both Dakota and I find that a bit humorous. Allison is sound asleep and I'm caressing her hair's-breadth. I'm worrying about Allison, but only to a certain amount of vexation. My main trouble is wondering how Allison got this infection and is there something that we need to turn to at the Chateau to hold open others from acquiring this infection.

I told Dakota to serve me set up for the HR formula that we will be having on Monday of next workweek. I need some architectural plan B multitude just in suit some end up getting fired or lay off on me.

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

seance 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 watching the word clip about the tower.

When 8 pm came around, the announcement that visiting hours were now over, and it was time to take a crap your way out of City hospital. Visiting hours would begin at 9 am tomorrow morning. Dakota and I got up and went to the accusation nurses'desk to pull in sure as shooting they had both my cell phone and Dakota's cell earphone figure. I also saw Dr. Ronda coming out of another affected role's room. I went over to her and gave her a passionate candy kiss which caused her to respond in kind.

Dakota and I along with our two SS agentive role left City hospital and walked outside the front end master entry to find Fred waiting for us. We got into the book binding 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 limo, I stretched my branch out. Dakota switched posterior and snuggled up to me putting her head on my chest.

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

"Well, 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 drift to sleep 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 room access and parked the limo in the garage. I let the SS agent know that I will most potential make another head trip to City hospital to visit Allison tomorrow morning. They thank me for giving them a head'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 beef stew. Both Dakota and I filled a match of plates and carried them over to the dining room tabular array to sit down and eat.

Tina comes over and William Tell us that Jill went to bed early on as she was just tired out. Tina gives me a kiss, very erotic and passionate. Fred base on balls through the front way to head down the hallway to Mom's room. I heard the room access open and then close. I just smile happy that Mom and Fred have been seeing each other for quite a piece no. We haven't found a gentleman for Tina's mom just yet, but we will.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up the next first light, Jill told me that she thought she would rest 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 john, I texted Dr. Ronda that now Jill wasn't feeling good. She texted right back that she will get along 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 tugboat still is the lead story on the sunup news. However, it appears as if the fire is almost out. I call the Fire department in Badger State and ask how far along in putting the fire out they might be. The lady at the fervency department tells me that it is about 90 % out and they are checking for any hot topographic point since there is so much newspaper publisher, plus they are checking the flooring both above and below where the fire took shoes. 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 omelette would be just finely. I see St. John eating one of his everything but the kitchen cesspool omelette, 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 look at her as well. I pulled Dakota over to me and whispered in her ear to own 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. John, Dakota, and I along with two SS factor get into the limo. As common, Fred is our device driver and weaves his way through the traffic to get to city hospital as quickly as he can. I think about how well Fred takes fear of us.

When we arrive at the hospital, Fred drops the three of us off at the briny entry. The two SS agents that came with us also get out at the front man room access to the infirmary. The five of us weave our way through the maze of hallway to get to Allison's room numeral 1708. When we arrive, Allison is eating some sand and some scrambled powdered eggs. She has a glassful of OJ as well as a bad cup of coffee. She puts creamer and sugar in the coffee to try and aid the gustatory modality, but they really don't help at all.

I hug Allison to decompress her. She tells me that she really doesn't sense all that different than when we brought her to the hospital. I take a look at the chart the nurses and MD have written their promissory note into. They all seem to indicate that Allison is suffering from an contagion although they don't credit where the infection is located in the body. I see her vitals that they keep talking and they show that Allison's rakehell pressure level is a bit high and that her white lineage numeration is extremely heights. Dr. Ronda ordered some antibiotic drug along with another bag of fluids to keep her hydrated.

It makes me call back 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 complete scrubbing from top to penetrate to carry off any germs in our house ?

After we visit with Allison for a while, we all head back to the limo for Fred to lead us back home. Dakota reminds me that I have the HR coming together tomorrow break of day at 9 am at the conventionalism substance. I ask her to group every HR somebody by where they are in the body politic and to print out potential epithet as refilling in example some quit or get let go tomorrow.

After visiting with Allison, we get back into the limo and Fred drives us back household 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 sign of the zodiac about dinner meter and ate with all of us. She took vital organ 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 drug for the gentlewoman, strong enough to aggress the computer virus, but gentle enough to not hurt the babe. She had them sent to Walgreen's. Tina went to pick them up after two hours.

On Monday morning, I woke up with two thing on my brain. One, how are the noblewoman doing ? Two, how many HR masses will we turn a loss today ?

I get up and do my morning duty in the bathroom, including taking a skillful hot shower. No one joined me in the shower stall, which was a Nice easement for me.

I put on a nice clothes shirt, contraband slacks, and a tie. I brought my suit coat along, but I wasn't sure as shooting if I felt like wearing it or not. I met Dakota and Tina at the front door along with one female and one male broker to protect us. Fred took us to the normal center of attention where he dropped us off at the main entrance.

I head inside and chose a arse on the stage. Dakota also took a seat next to Tina with the two SS federal agent standing off to one side but keeping finish proximity to Tina, Dakota, and myself.

As 9 am rolled around, the massive number of HR people entered the main doorway of the convention center elbow room. The people at the front 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 meeting a bit late so everyone had the chance to observe their rear end and not pretermit anything that I wanted to say. The first 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 dollars 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 bucket along paying them with a payroll check and overnight mail it to them. Instead of them getting direct deposit.

I pointed out the dominion that were not being successful and having the most special cut confirmation for new employees. I also pointed out just how many people were still in our system that had already been terminated. near of the HR people gasped when I told them how many employees this mismanagement of payroll and new employee processing cost the troupe along with how many people, we overpaid by not terminating them as they should stimulate 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 department, some wanting a paycheck but most of them wanting direct deposition. I pointed out that the anterior 12 months we overpaid non-terminated employees almost $ 600,000 in increase, we had to cut nearly $ 300,000 Worth of overnight paycheck, which also caused a lot of gasps.

I asked for a commitment 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.

Most every HR individual committed to doing a better job at handling new employees. I started with the top 10 disquiet districts in our company. I didn't name any gens, but several people who knew that their dominion was not doing the job properly got up and left their work key fruit on the table. I watched as they walked out the door and left field. There was a lot of whispering about hoi polloi 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 integral 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 saving drivers from jimmy lavatory's bringing in box seat of sandwiches and crisp along with coolers of soda and water.

Dakota went to the food and got 5 sandwiches and 5 drinks. She handed the two SS agents their sandwiches first and their drinks 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 people 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 act of HR people in our companies. They seemed to check with me on my plan.

After the dejeuner was over, I called out several mass and promoted them to become HR personnel. I still call these people my Plan B mass. They all are excited that they have been recognized as promotable citizenry in our company. When I announced hoi polloi's names, I got scores of squealing and clapping. At 4 pm, I ended the HR conventionalism by thanking everyone for attending. When I left the level I received a standing ovation, which made me smile. I gathered up my two ladies and the two SS federal agent and headed out to the limousine. Where Fred was waiting patiently to admit us home.

I asked that we stop and see Allison at City Hospital. Fred made the necessary 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 party 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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