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The Chauffeur ( # 58 ) The firing

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

On Sabbatum I was awoken by my cell headphone buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the toilet table to check my phone. I saw that the schoolbook was from Roger Johnson. The school text read : Big Fire at an office pillar in Wisconsin. holler ME ASAP ! Roger.

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

"Hey, David, not a good way to set off a dawn. 17 trading floor of our tower in WI are on fervency. Since it is a Saturday, evacuating the edifice wasn't that difficult. However, there was some reasonableness the sprinklers didn't go on, so the fire fighter are attacking this flaming head-on. Currently, this is a 6-alarm fire but will near likely get raised as the ardour is not contained yet."Roger tells me.

I expect that you will be getting phone shout from many of your tenants in the building such as kraft paper solid food, who is the original owner of the edifice. I would moderate to see but if you didn't buy the property in an ‘ as is'shape we should probably get sound 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 especial factor Virginia Wade, plus the SS agentive role who will companion us on this mission out in the LA desert once again. Fred, Gospel According to John, and I are supposed to meet up with the DEA just after 1 pm. All in all, we are supposed to throw about 32 masses on our side of this mission.

After I hung up from the phone, I noticed that Dakota was in my quietus bed. I tiptoed around her and saw that she was wearing panties just as Dr. Ronda had requested. I headed into the bathroom to strike care of my break of day responsibility which included a agile cascade. As I had my foreland underneath the piss, I felt the frigidness air from the shower 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 smile 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 her including a shampoo. As I was soaping her up, I leaned in and kissed her on the spinal column of the neck. She reached behind her and gave my rooster a couple of tugs which made me smile.

We spent several minutes in the shower together before we turned the hot water off. I grabbed two towels and we took our 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 bond, we went to my bedroom. She put a uncontaminating dry Edward White tee shirt on with no pantie's underneath. I put on my usual, a pair of short pants plus a white tee shirt. Once I was dressed, we left the bedroom to carry her backbone to her bedroom. I opened the door and she immediately went to her cupboard and took out a cute rig to wear. It was a overnice yellow print top and a duet of yellow drawers. She decided to go barefoot for now, but that may exchange later.

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

I sat down on the frame watching our tug in WI tan. My tangible gratefulness was that it was a weekend day and virtually no one had to be evacuated from the building. I texted Jennifer to sprain on the TV when she gets up to see our tower in Wisconsin burning. We needed to pull the effectual declaration as well as the records for the fire suppression fellowship on how recent the blast quelling equipment had been checked. I also wanted a list of tenants to be contacted and find out when the ardor 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 channel to another trying to get honorable shots of the building burning. I put a call into the Fire Department in Madison Wisconsin asking them about my construction that was on fire. I got a very nice gentlewoman who told me that there really was no extra entropy at this time, and she said that they already had my name and number to be reached once there is something to distinguish me. I thanked her for her meter and hung up.

As I sat on the couch with Allison, my earpiece buzzed once again. It was from Roger again. This time his text read : Husband murders wife in Chicago in one of the Pinetree hotels. Local law enforcement will be sending us written matter of all the constabulary reports.

I just shook my head thinking that he was very prophetic in his kickoff text content telling me that it wasn't a good starting time to the day.

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

After about an hour of watching the fire on the news, FOX switched away from the flaming and did a piece on the slaying in Chicago in a Pinetree. They clearly pointed out that it was a domestic fury cause as the husband had been arrested multiple times before.

My telephone set buzzed once again. This clock time it was Special factor Wade of the DEA. She said"calling off the desert issue as we don't have enough federal agent to address this group. Thanks for the offer of helper ”.

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

As promised, Sammy delivered Allison her eggs and grits along with a refreshful cup of chocolate. He also delivered me the omelet that I asked for along with some fried potatoes. He had also poured me a meth of juice. He put my home base at the head of the table 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 cognise 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 low pant at seeing our tug burning. I suggested to both to compact 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 head trip, which I kissed her and told her it would be no problem, but to abide here at the Chateau as I didn't want anyone out roaming around with the Mexican Drug Cartel not playing nice with us nor the DEA.

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

I also texted Fred to let him sleep together that the DEA event today had been canceled. In my schoolbook message, I let him cognize that we were heading to the jet to pretend a stumble to our tower in Wisconsin.

Diane and can were the first to arrive at the dining way table. John asked for his common kitchen sink omelette. Diane wanted scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee berry. I reached into the fridge and gave her a nursing bottle of pee as well.

About the clip Bobby was finishing Gospel According to John's omelette, Dakota and Jill came out to the dining room leaving their overnight bags at the front door. John ate at his pattern pep pill shoveling the food into his mouthpiece as quickly as he possibly could.

Since Dakota and Jill were both going with me, both distaff agents and one male factor accompanied us. They each had an overnight bag ready and they set them by the front door. A few minutes later Jennifer joined us. I looked around the room and counted John, Diane, Jennifer, Dakota, Jill, myself and three SS agents. 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 cars. Tina offered to drive Diane, Saint John the Apostle, and Jennifer. Fred took Jill and her SS Agent in the town car. That left Dakota and her agentive role to ride along with me and my agent. 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 lifesize limousine or two to head back to the Chateau. Everyone grabbed their overnight bag and climbed the steps to embark the jet. Once we were all into the jet, they closed the door and locked it in piazza. The jet slowly moved from its parking spot towards the track. We waited in pedigree to get on the runway. There were three squirt in figurehead of us, although once the three jets took off, we lined up for mockery as well.

We paused for a moment then we felt the delicious quickening of the plane. Before we got to the end of the runway, the nose of the jet took a shrill 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 designate me that she was indeed wearing scanty, which made me smile. Dakota sat with her wooden leg on top of my lap. She leaned her fountainhead into me as we leveled out in the air. I gently began to rub Dakota's leg and feet.

On the other side of me sat Jennifer. whoremaster and Diane sat on the sexual love ass with Diane leaning her head onto whoremonger's dresser. Jennifer put her arms around me and put her head on my leave behind shoulder. 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 escape to Wisconsin River was right at the three-hour limit. Dakota pulled her legs and feet off me when the plane began its parentage to land.

Unfortunately, we had to circulate the airport a duet of times before the tower gave us permission to put down the jet. Finally, we got the plane on the ground. We taxied the jet to the common soldier plane sphere. I saw the two limos that Dakota had ordered up for us to ride in while in Wisconsin.

Our pilot was capable to park the jet amongst other private planes. We got the door open and went down to the limo. Jill, Dakota and I along with three SS agents got into one limo with Jennifer, john, and Diane getting into the other limousine. Both of our drivers knew where we were headed. They shut the gage doors and headed the limousine down the route towards the burning column. I could see them a twosome of miles before we got to the towboat. As we arrived, there were several TV news crew filming the fire and taking interviews with people who had nothing to do with the tower, they just happened to be standing close, so they were interviewing them.

CHAPTER 2

When we pulled up to the roped-off surface area by the tower entrance, I put my best typeface on to lecture to the TV reporter about the tower. lots of motion 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 people left in the tower. He told me that they got everyone out and that only property legal injury, no human hurt, which made me feel good.

I did manage to inquire about when the fire investigation would begin. The representative from the Fire department told me that no investigation would begin until after the full fire was completely out.

I got a phone call from special factor 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 limousine just a few feet away from the TV news new wave. I got out with Jennifer and Dakota by my side of meat. We answered as many of the dubiousness as we could, but we did stress that we were thankful that there was no one inside the authority towner and that we will be happy with getting the results of the fire investigation.

One of the cameramen told us that it will be closer to 12 hour before the blast is out then they will begin the investigation. I thanked him for the information and asked where a commodity 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 dining compartment, both drivers parked the limousine at the far corner of the parking lot. We all got out and went inside.

The position was virtually abandon, but one of our device driver told us all that the food was good, so we took his hypnotism and decided to remain. With there being a total of 9 of us, we pushed two board together and sat down. A prissy quondam waitress came over to our table and started taking drink orders. She discussed the limited of the day, which was eggplant parmesan with a small English salad and a large slice of garlic bread.

Jill wanted the particular, Dakota ordered a grilled cheese sandwich with a bowl of Lycopersicon esculentum soup. Jennifer ordered tuna salad on pledge sourdough bread. John and Diane both ordered the limited as well. I went in a totally unlike direction ; I ordered a BLT on E. B. White goner with mayonnaise and two slice of tomato. I ordered a Coke and everyone else ordered a soda as well. I didn't hear what the SS agentive role ordered since they ended up sitting at a prorogue 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 neb 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 social club French fries or a slope salad otherwise you only get the sandwich. The waitress trying to appease all of us brought a big plate of Daniel Chester French fries. Dakota, as usual, put some of the fries on to a low plate and slathered them with catsup before taking some and stuffing them into my mouth and giggling all about it.

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

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

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

When three very loud teenagers came into the eating house, I saw that the SS agent got a bit nervous. The teenager sat down a few tabular array away from us. One of the agents moved her electric chair over next to Dakota and Jill. The teens noticed her do that and made a gimcrack comment about how ridiculous they thought my protective cover point was. They decided to chivvy the agents by taunting them verbally. The agents didn't say a word but when one of the teens got up and walked over to get in their boldness, 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 null that the agent could do about it.

Just as the teen decided to film a swing at the agent, the teenager had his face bounced off the table and was handcuffed in endorsement. That only escalated the situation. The waitress demanded that the agent publish the teenager. The teen only threatened the broker more. Now all three broker were involved, and they asked the adolescent to go back to their board and just leave us alone. The teens decided that they were ripe and took a swinging at the factor. 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 agents that she's about to call the police and that they would get real hassle as the Sherriff doesn't like stranger who cause worry. At this level, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad overhaul and ungovernable teenagers at any dining compartment in the world and that she should stay out of our business.

I asked for the flier, which the waitress had to add once again. I got up and went to the immediate payment register to pay the account, but she was too busy running her mouth with the cook. I looked at the total on the bill and threw down enough to pay the bill 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 send for the Sherriff and differentiate him that we did the old Dine and flair procedure. I asked the SS broker to loose the adolescent, 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 flying to tell her that we wouldn't come back if the intellectual nourishment was unblock. That made all of us laugh as we left.

We got back into the limos and headed back to the towers to see if the fire was under mastery yet. When we got there, we saw that the tower was still on flack, but it appeared to be much more than under mastery at this point. Most of the new vans 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 various floors.

Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and I started making tenant headphone calls. Everyone was informed about the fire and that the tower may not be subject for several 24-hour interval. I asked the hoi polloi from kraft why the sprinklers didn't thrill on ; they had no resolution for that question.

I dialed up our legal section to have them pull all the paperwork on the acquisition of that office column. They told me that it would take a couple of days, but they will send me copy for me to look over. Our top sound attorney for property acquisition told me he would send me his depth psychology of the paperwork and severalise me if it was an ‘ as is'purchase or something else. I thanked him and flow up the phone.

As we stood there making telephone set telephone call, the reporter for FOX news came over to one of the agents and asked who to verbalize to about this fire. They politely pointed at me. The reporter, named Ashley Lyndon Baines Johnson, was gorgeous and civilised. When I finished my telephone vociferation, I turned off my telephone and put it in my pocket. She asked me several head 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 sea captain when they thought it would be completely out. He told me that it will be at least late tomorrow and possibly into the trace day before they will have the fire completely out and able to commence their investigating of the flaming. I thanked him for his time and gathered my hoi polloi to head back to the jet.

It took several minutes to get to the jet but once we were there, we all walked the stride and got into the jet, happy to be leaving this metropolis. The co-pilot closed the crosshatch and took us to the rails. The jet once again accelerated down the runway and into the air to head back dwelling house. I knew that the flight would take another three 60 minutes, but I was fix to take a fiddling nap. I stretched out and found Dakota wave up into me as the flight went towards home.

Once again, we experienced some little amount of turbulence over Colorado and Utah, but once we hit CA, we were in the make and it was polish sailing from that point on to LA.

CHAPTER 3

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

It was only a few minutes before the jet made a penetrative downturn to acres. Apparently, that share of the flight always makes Dakota uneasy as she squeezed me tightly just before the bicycle 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 program and co-pilot taxied the jet around to the side of the airport that other private jet were parked, and our jet was parked right next to them. Once the jet came to a hitch, 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 federal agent got into the large of the limo and John, Diane, and Jennifer got into the second limousine. 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 drive didn't take long at all since it was still Saturday.

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

"That is Rebecca. She's only been with us for a hebdomad. We recruited her from one of our competitors. She seems to be enjoying the job and I know that she is making proficient backsheesh,"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, thank you for asking. She's really made a booster with Tina's female parent Deloris which I think is unspoiled for her. I mean, she loves all the young in our family, 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 flame up close ?"

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

"David, you know about the domestic wildness pillow slip in boodle, don't you ?"Fred asks me.

"Yes, I know. Not really the great start to the day. Our column in Wisconsin on fire and a domestic help violence murder in Chicago at a Pinetree, kind of like a one-two punch.

My telephone set buzzed. It was Allison calling me.

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

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

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

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

"What depot are you at ?"I ask.

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

I direct Fred to head to Macy's to pick 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 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 threshold leaning against the edifice. Fred pulled up and one of the protection broker got out and gathered her up and put her in the limo. Allison crawled over to me and put her psyche in my lap, which kind of worried me.

"Darling how a great deal body of water have you had today ?"I ask her.

"Um, some. I don't really fuck,"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-bellied lighting before he finally gets us back to the Chateau. He pokes the necessary buttons to open the outer gate then afford 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 John L. H. Down on the lounge. Dr. Ronda comes over to her and begins taking vital signs, checking blood press, listening to her gist and her ventilation. She puts on the pedigree insistence cuff.

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

Dr. Ronda believes that Allison has something such as an contagion. She wants us to take her to metropolis infirmary for a few years 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 agent 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 jaundiced Light and even and red light. Getting to City hospital took about half the metre it normally does. Fred just pulled the limo right in front of the ER entrance. Dr. Ronda parked her car in the doctor parking lot and hurried into the ER.

Dr. Ronda took controller 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 solvent so that she would begin to rehydrate.

A nursemaid came into the exam room to assist Dr. Ronda. They asked Allison if she was sensitized to anything. Allison told her that she was sensitised to morphine and a couple of other drugs. Dr. Ronda ordered a dissimilar pain medical specialty to aid Allison. She also ordered a blood draw as she suspects that Allison has some sort of contagion but needs the lab work to confirm that.

Allison is drowsy, and I just stand there caressing her hair's-breadth which sort of makes her smiling. The two federal agent that came along to hold Dakota and I are standing like guard pawl 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 sort 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 nanny arranging a room for Allison. When the transport guy comes to shoot her, Dakota and I follow close behind along with our two SS agent. We walk through the maze of the hallway until they get to room 1708 where they put Allison in the room. It is a 1 way, so Allison won't be sharing with individual else. I suspect that is because she has an infection and the hospital doesn't want her spreading the transmission that she has with some former hospital 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 former, but when Dr. Ronda comes into the room, Dakota changes position of Allison to stand adjacent to me allowing Dr. Ronda outer space to do her exam of Allison.

Dakota texts Tina the room phone number that Allison is in so people from the Chateau could some sojourn with her. Dr. Ronda estimates that Allison will be in urban center infirmary about a calendar week. I am interest about Allison, but with Dr. Ronda in heraldic bearing of Allison, my fears are minimal.

The two SS agent once again are standing outside the infirmary elbow room much like precaution dogs, both Dakota and I find that a bit humorous. Allison is sound asleep and I'm caressing her hairsbreadth. I'm worrying about Allison, but only to a certain quantity of worry. My principal worry is wondering how Allison got this transmission and is there something that we need to address at the Chateau to preserve others from acquiring this infection.

I told Dakota to help me set up for the HR formula that we will be having on Mon of next week. I need some plan B multitude just in display case some end up getting fired or throw in on me.

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

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

When 8 pm came around, the announcement that visiting hours were now over, and it was time to hit your way out of metropolis Hospital. Visiting hours would start at 9 am tomorrow morning. Dakota and I got up and went to the charge nurses'desk to fix sure they had both my cubicle telephone set and Dakota's cell phone turn. I also saw Dr. Ronda coming out of another patient's 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 metropolis infirmary and walked outside the movement main entrance to detect Fred waiting for us. We got into the back and Fred closed the doorway. 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 book binding of the limo, I stretched my stage out. Dakota switched seating room and snuggled up to me putting her head on my chest.

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

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

I caress her fuzz 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 front door and parked the limousine in the service department. I let the SS agents know that I will most likely make another 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 lunch period. We both head into the kitchen where we find a crockpot filled with beef stew. Both Dakota and I filled a couple of home 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 erotic and passionate. Fred walks through the front room to manoeuver down the hall to Mom's room. I heard the doorway open air and then close. I just smile happy that Mom and Fred have been seeing each early 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 succeeding morning, Jill told me that she thought she would stay 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 aurora duty in the bathroom, I texted Dr. Ronda that now Jill wasn't feeling goodness. She texted right back that she will get to visit Jill before she heads to metropolis Hospital to see Allison.

I turn on the TV and see that the flaming in our tower still is the lead tarradiddle on the first light news program. However, it appears as if the fire is almost out. I call the flack section in Wisconsin and ask how far along in putting the fire out they might be. The lady at the fire department tells me that it is about 90 % out and they are checking for any hot spots since there is so lots paper, plus they are checking the floors both above and below where the fire took space. I thanked her for her sentence 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 formula omelet would be just OK. I see lavatory eating one of his everything but the kitchen cesspit omelets, but Diane was just having a slash 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 take in Tina go along an eye on Diane throughout the day. She kissed me and told me she would do just that.

After I eat my omelet, we load up into the limo. John, Dakota, and I along with two SS agents get into the limo. As usual, Fred is our number one wood and weaves his way through the traffic to get to city hospital as quickly as he can. I think about how well Fred takes care of us.

When we arrive at the infirmary, Fred drops the three of us off at the briny entrance. The two SS factor that came with us also get out at the front door 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 gumption and some scrambled powdered orchis. She has a glass of OJ as well as a bad cup of coffee. She puts cream pitcher and sugar in the coffee berry to try and help the taste, but they really don't helper 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 flavor at the chart the nursemaid and doctors have written their annotation into. They all seem to indicate that Allison is suffering from an infection although they don't quotation where the transmission is located in the torso. I see her vitals that they keep talking and they show that Allison's blood insistence is a bit high and that her white origin count is extremely senior high school. Dr. Ronda ordered some antibiotic along with another bag of fluids to keep her hydrated.

It makes me think about the ladies that are back at the Chateau. Are they all dehydrated ? Is there something that is being passed around ? Do we want to do a stark scrubbing from top to bottom 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 home. Dakota reminds me that I have the HR group meeting tomorrow morning at 9 am at the convention center. I ask her to grouping every HR individual by where they are in the body politic and to publish out potentiality names as replacements in suit some quit or get let go tomorrow.

After visiting with Allison, we get back into the limousine and Fred drives us back home to the Chateau. Because I was intending to awake 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 fourth dimension 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 drug for the gentlewoman, strong enough to set on the virus, but gentle enough to not suffer the babies. She had them sent to Walgreen's. Tina went to pick them up after two hours.

On Monday morning, I woke up with two things on my brain. One, how are the noblewoman doing ? Two, how many HR hoi polloi will we lose today ?

I get up and do my morning duties in the bathroom, including taking a nice hot shower bath. No one joined me in the shower stand, which was a Nice relief for me.

I put on a decent dress shirt, shameful slackness, and a tie. I brought my lawsuit coat along, but I wasn't sure enough if I felt like wearing it or not. I met Dakota and Tina at the front doorway along with one female and one male agent to protect us. Fred took us to the convention center where he dropped us off at the chief entrance.

I head inside and pick out a fundament on the stagecoach. Dakota also took a bum next to Tina with the two SS agents standing off to one side but keeping close down proximity to Tina, Dakota, and myself.

As 9 am rolled around, the massive bit of HR citizenry entered the briny doors of the convention center room. The people at the figurehead desks were directing the HR people to sit together by territorial dominion, which they did. They seemed excited that they were sitting together.

I purposely began the group meeting a bit late so everyone had the opportunity to find their seat 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 system. I pointed out that it costs us C 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 hasten paying them with a payroll check and overnight chain armor it to them. Instead of them getting direct deposit.

I pointed out the district that were not being successful and having the most special cut bank check for new employees. I also pointed out just how many people were still in our system that had already been terminated. Most of the HR masses gasped when I told them how many employees this mismanagement of paysheet and new employee processing cost the company along with how many people, 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 paycheck but about of them wanting train deposit. I pointed out that the prior 12 months we overpaid non-terminated employees almost $ 600,000 in addition, 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 amend job in terminating departed employees and processing the paperwork for new employees to put them on the payroll.

to the highest degree every HR soul committed to doing a better job at handling new employees. I started with the top 10 troubled districts in our company. I didn't gens any name calling, but several multitude who knew that their dominion was not doing the job properly got up and left their body of work keys on the tabular array. I watched as they walked out the threshold and left hand. There was a lot of whispering about people quitting, which didn't both me. We had only two territorial dominion that the intact district quit and thankfully it was the bottom two district of the entire caller. Once they got up and left, I had Dakota and Tina collect their companionship distinguish off the tables.

As we approached luncheon, I saw the delivery device driver from Jimmy whoremonger's bringing in boxes of sandwiches and chips along with cooler of soda and water.

Dakota went to the food and got 5 sandwiches and 5 drinks. She handed the two SS agent their sandwiches first and their deglutition then sat down with Tina and I to have tiffin. Oddly enough, we had a few people who wanted to sit with us to pick our genius 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 fender to be promoted, plus I wanted to bring down the boilers suit number of HR the great unwashed in our companies. They seemed to tally with me on my plan.

After the luncheon was over, I called out several people and promoted them to turn HR personnel department. I still call in these mass my Plan B people. They all are excited that they have been recognized as promotable people in our company. When I announced citizenry's name calling, I got lots of squealing and clapping. At 4 pm, I ended the HR convention by thanking everyone for attending. When I left the point I received a standing ovation, which made me grin. I gathered up my two Lady and the two SS agents and headed out to the limousine. Where Fred was waiting patiently to direct us home.

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

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

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