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The Chauffeur ( # 58 ) The Fire

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

On Sat I was awoken by my cubicle phone buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the toilet table to check into my phone. I saw that the text was from Roger Dr. Johnson. The textual matter read : Big Fire at an office pillar in Badger State. address ME ASAP ! Roger.

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

"Hey, David, not a unspoilt way to start a morning. 17 floors of our pillar in Wisconsin River are on flame. Since it is a Saturday, evacuating the building wasn't that difficult. However, there was some grounds the sprinklers didn't go on, so the firefighters are attacking this fire head-on. Currently, this is a 6-alarm fire but will nigh probably get raised as the flaming is not contained yet."Roger tells me.

I expect that you will be getting phone call option from many of your tenants in the building such as Kraft intellectual nourishment, who is the archetype owner of the building. I would check up on to see but if you didn't buy the property in an ‘ as is'experimental condition we should probably get legal involved,"Roger says to me.

I thought about taking the jet to the property in Wisconsin, but I decided against it since we had another bit of time with Special agentive role Virginia Wade, plus the SS agents who will go with us on this charge out in the LA desert once again. Fred, 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 people on our side 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 step-in just as Dr. Ronda had requested. I headed into the bathroom to take care of my dawn duties which included a quick shower. As I had my head underneath the water, I felt the frigidness air from the shower room access being opened. I turned around expecting to see Dakota, but instead, it was Allison. I haven't played with Allison in quite a while, so it made me smile to see her get into the shower booth with me.

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

We spent several minutes in the shower bath together before we turned the hot body of water off. I grabbed two towels and we took our time to dry each early. 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 clear dry white tee shirt on with no panty's underneath. I put on my common, a duad of shorts plus a white tee shirt. Once I was dressed, we left the bedroom to deal her binding to her sleeping accommodation. I opened the door and she immediately went to her closet and took out a cute outfit to bear. It was a squeamish yellow mark top and a pair of yellow short. She decided to go barefoot for now, but that may change later.

When she was finished binding, we went down to the TV room. No one was in the room, so we turned the TV on, and I selected an all-news canal to get the virtually information about our tower in Wisconsin on ardor. Sammy came out to the TV room and asked Allison what she would like for breakfast, she asked for scrambled ball and grits. Sammy also asked me what I would like. I told him one of his great 1st Baron Verulam and cheese 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 way table when it is ready.

I sat down on the put watching our tower in Wisconsin River tan. My very thankfulness was that it was a weekend day and virtually no one had to be evacuated from the building. I texted Jennifer to move around on the TV when she gets up to see our tower in Wisconsin burning. We needed to pull the legal declaration as well as the records for the fire suppression companionship on how recent the attack suppression equipment had been checked. I also wanted a listing of renter to be contacted and find out when the fire department is finished for them to let us hump what was able to be salvaged out of their offices.

I switched back and forth on the TV from one news channel to another trying to get break shots of the construction burning. I put a call into the ardour Department in Madison Wisconsin asking them about my building that was on attack. I got a very nice lady who told me that there really was no additional selective information at this time, and she said that they already had my epithet and number to be reached once there is something to assure 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 fourth dimension his text read : Husband murders wife in Chicago in one of the Pinetree hotels. Local law enforcement will be sending us copies of all the law reports.

I just shook my headspring thinking that he was very prophetical in his first text message telling me that it wasn't a salutary scratch line to the day.

I put my arm around Allison and pulled her into me as we watched the news. Although I prefer FOX news program, I did learn CBS news to try and get a different tv camera angle on the attack. One thing that I noticed was a whole lot of firemen standing around by the fire hand truck. I wondered to myself why so many hoi polloi were just standing around.

After about an minute of watching the fire on the word, FOX switched away from the fire and did a piece on the murder in Windy City in a Pinetree. They clearly pointed out that it was a domestic violence slip as the hubby had been arrested multiple times before.

My phone buzzed once again. This time it was Special Agent Wade of the DEA. She said"calling off the desert yield as we don't have adequate agents to plow this group. Thanks for the offer of assist ”.

I form of exhaled 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 textbook message. He thanked me for the update. I texted John and Fred that today's time with the DEA is off. A few minutes later Fred texted back that he appreciated the update.

As promised, Sammy delivered Allison her eggs and backbone along with a fresh cup of coffee. He also delivered me the omelet that I asked for along with some fried tater. He had also poured me a glass of juice. He put my plateful at the head word of the mesa and the one for Allison right next to me where Dakota normally sits.

Since the DEA consequence was off for the day, I dialed up the jet bunch and let them know whenever they get fix, 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 umber, 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 gasp at seeing our column burning. I suggested to both to pack an nightlong bag, just in slip we end up staying over.

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

I texted Diane telling her that we were making a misstep to Badger State and that I would wish her and John and Jennifer to link up me in the jet. It took a twain of minutes, but I finally got two text subject matter. One from Diane telling me that she and whoremaster were getting ready and one from Jennifer telling me she would be make in less than a half-hour.

I also texted Fred to let him live that the DEA result today had been canceled. In my schoolbook content, I let him make out that we were heading to the jet to make a trip to our tower in Wisconsin.

Diane and John were the first to arrive at the dining room table. privy asked for his usual kitchen sink omelet. Diane wanted scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee tree. I reached into the electric refrigerator and gave her a feeding bottle of pee as well.

About the clip Bobby was finishing John's omelet, Dakota and Jill came out to the dining room leaving their overnight bagful at the front room access. trick ate at his normal speed shoveling the solid food into his mouth as quickly as he possibly could.

Since Dakota and Jill were both going with me, both distaff agents and one male agent accompanied us. They each had an overnight bag ready and they set them by the breast door. A few minutes later Jennifer joined us. I looked around the elbow room and matter can, Diane, Jennifer, Dakota, Jill, myself and three SS agents. It seemed as if we all were there. However, we only had a township car in the garage, so we had to convey a mates of cars. Tina offered to aim Diane, John, and Jennifer. Fred took Jill and her SS Agent in the townspeople car. That left Dakota and her agent to ride along with me and my agent. Donna volunteered to demand Dakota, and me along with our security agents to the jet.

When we all arrived at the jet, I gave Fred some information about our return so we would be better prepared with a full-size limousine 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 piazza. The jet slowly moved from its parking spot towards the runway. We waited in logical argument to get on the runway. There were three jets in front of us, although once the three jets took off, we lined up for takeoff as well.

We paused for a here and now then we felt the delicious speedup of the planing machine. Before we got to the end of the runway, the nose of the jet took a tart 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 evince me that she was indeed wearing panties, which made me smiling. 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 stage and feet.

On the early side of meat of me sat Jennifer. John and Diane sat on the love backside with Diane leaning her head teacher onto John's chest. Jennifer put her weaponry around me and put her head on my remaining shoulder. We ran into some Sturm und Drang as we passed over Mormon State and Colorado, however, once we passed those two country the flight of stairs smoothed right out. The flight to Wisconsin was right at the three-hour terminus ad quem. Dakota pulled her legs and metrical unit off me when the aeroplane began its descent to land.

Unfortunately, we had to circle the airport a twain of times before the tower gave us license to land the jet. Finally, we got the carpenter's 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 ride in patch in Wisconsin.

Our pilot was able to park the jet amongst former common soldier planes. We got the door open air and went down to the limos. Jill, Dakota and I along with three SS agents got into one limo with Jennifer, John, and Diane getting into the early limo. Both of our number one wood knew where we were headed. They shut the indorse door and headed the limousine down the road towards the burning towers. I could see them a couple of air mile before we got to the towers. As we arrived, there were several TV news crews filming the flame and taking interview with citizenry who had nothing to do with the column, they just happened to be standing near, so they were interviewing them.

CHAPTER 2

When we pulled up to the roped-off country by the tugboat entranceway, I put my best cheek on to babble to the TV reporters about the column. Lots of questions were asked of me. I looked for and finally found the fire chieftain. 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 prop price, no human wound, which made me find good.

I did deal to inquire about when the fire probe would lead off. The representative from the Fire Department told me that no probe would lead off until after the entire fire was completely out.

I got a earpiece call from Special factor Virginia Wade. She told me that she got into a bit of trouble for allowing my group to assist her DEA 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 substructure away from the TV news show caravan. I got out with Jennifer and Dakota by my English. We answered as many of the doubtfulness as we could, but we did stress that we were thankful that there was no one inside the position townsman and that we will be happy with getting the results of the firing investigation.

One of the camera operator told us that it will be closer to 12 hours before the fire is out then they will set out the investigation. 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 stop removed from the flaming. When we arrived at the diner, both device driver parked the limos at the far turning point of the parking lot. We all got out and went inside.

The blank space was virtually empty, but one of our device driver told us all that the food was good, so we took his suggestion and decided to stay. With there being a aggregate of 9 of us, we pushed two tables together and sat down. A nice older waitress came over to our table and started taking drink orders. She discussed the peculiar of the day, which was aubergine parmesan with a belittled English salad and a vauntingly slice of garlic bread.

Jill wanted the limited, Dakota ordered a barbecued cheese sandwich with a bowl of tomato soup. Jennifer ordered tuna salad on toasted sourdough shekels. John and Diane both ordered the peculiar as well. I went in a totally dissimilar focussing ; I ordered a BLT on white toast with mayo and two slices of tomato plant. I ordered a snow and everyone else ordered a soda as well. I didn't hear what the SS agents 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 bank bill for the protection squad that was sitting at a different table. Since the restaurant wasn't all that officious, 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 order of magnitude French people fries or a side of meat salad otherwise you only get the sandwich. The waitress trying to stay all of us brought a big plate of Daniel Chester French fries. Dakota, as usual, put some of the tyke on to a minor 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 agents finished quite quickly their meal, while my table was still working on their meal. I guess the fries arriving late helped slow up us down.

The waitress noticed that all the SS agents where carrying firearms. She asked how issue forth they had gun. 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 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 face, which made both giggles as well as the rest of the table.

When three very aloud teenagers came into the restaurant, I saw that the SS agentive role got a bit nervous. The teens sat down a few tables away from us. One of the broker moved her chair over next to Dakota and Jill. The teens noticed her do that and made a loud gossip about how ridiculous they thought my protective cover detail was. They decided to provoke the agents by taunting them verbally. The agents didn't say a Christian Bible but when one of the teens got up and walked over to get in their face, the male agent stood up and asked the teenager to go back to his table. Instead, he decided that he would do what he wanted to do and there was nothing that the broker could do about it.

Just as the teen decided to take a swing at the factor, the stripling had his face bounced off the table and was handcuffed in second gear. That only escalated the situation. The waitress demanded that the factor unfreeze the teenager. The teenager only threatened the agent more than. Now all three agent were involved, and they asked the teenager to go back to their table and just leave alone us alone. The teens decided that they were right and took a swing at the agent. All three agentive role took the teens down like calves at a rodeo. All three were lying boldness down on their table with the waitress yelling at the agents that she's about to call the police force and that they would find out real trouble as the Sherriff doesn't like stranger who cause fuss. At this peak, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad service and unruly teenager at any diner in the world and that she should outride out of our business.

I asked for the bill, which the waitress had to add once again. I got up and went to the cash register to pay the greenback, 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 bill but only left her a 5 % tip since she decided to inject her nose into our business. Dakota took a snap of the money next to the bill, so she couldn't call the Sherriff and tell him that we did the old Dine and dah turn. I asked the SS federal agent to release the teen, which they did, but they were ready to re-cuff them if they decided once again to put their nozzle into our business.

The nine of us walked out of the restaurant with the waitress telling us not to hurry back. Dakota was quick to tell her that we wouldn't come back if the solid food was resign. 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 control yet. When we got there, we saw that the tower was still on flack, but it appeared to be much More under control condition at this full stop. Most of the new avant-garde 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 renter speech sound calls. Everyone was informed about the fire and that the tower may not be open for several days. I asked the masses from Kraft why the sprinklers didn't charge on ; they had no answer for that question.

I dialed up our effectual department to possess them displume all the paperwork on the acquisition of that office tugboat. They told me that it would bring a twain of daylight, but they will send me copies for me to look over. Our top legal attorney for property 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 flow up the phone.

As we stood there making phone claim, the reporter for FOX news program came over to one of the federal agent and asked who to mouth to about this fire. They politely pointed at me. The reporter, named Ashley President Johnson, was gorgeous and civil. When I finished my phone song, I turned off my phone and put it in my sac. She asked me respective doubt while I was being videotaped. She thanked me for the individual audience and left with her cameraman. I asked one of the ardour department senior pilot when they thought it would be completely out. He told me that it will be at to the lowest degree tardily tomorrow and possibly into the following day before they will have the fervency completely out and able to start out their probe of the flaming. I thanked him for his prison term and gathered my people to channelize back to the jet.

It took several minute of arc to get to the jet but once we were there, we all walked the stone's throw and got into the jet, glad to be leaving this city. The co-pilot closed the hatch and took us to the runway. The jet once again accelerated down the runway and into the air to channelise back base. I knew that the flight of steps would get another three hours, but I was ready to accept a small nap. I stretched out and found Dakota wave up into me as the flight went towards home.

Once again, we experienced some small amount of turbulence over Colorado and Beehive State, but once we hit California, we were in the exonerated and it was smooth gliding from that full point on to LA.

CHAPTER 3

As the jet went from a level flight to a declension preparing to land, Dakota rolled off me and I opened my eyes. I asked the SS agents if they think anything will issue forth of the teen, they didn't believe anything would, but they said that they would check in with local law enforcement just to make sure.

It was only a few minutes before the jet made a sharp downturn to land. Apparently, that part of the flight of stairs 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 Tell Jill that when Fred is driving the limo, she feels much better. Jill agreed with her.

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, that's not bad to get word,"I say to Fred.

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

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

"I agree completely,"I tell Fred.

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

"well, it looks as if the tower will be burning for at least another 24-36 hr. After they finally get the column put out, only then will take up the investigating,"I tell Fred.

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

"Yes, I know. Not really the heavy start to the day. Our tower in Wisconsin on fervency and a house servant wildness slaying in Chicago at a Pinetree, sort of like a one-two punch.

My phone buzzed. It was Allison calling me.

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

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

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

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

"What store are you at ?"I ask.

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

I direct Fred to channelize to Macy's to find fault up Allison. I have Dakota calling Dr. Ronda to let her sleep with 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 arcminute 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 agent got out and gathered her up and put her in the limousine. Allison crawled over to me and put her head teacher in my lap, which sort of worried me.

"Darling how much water 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 forefront hoping that it will soothe her. Fred pushes several yellowish light source before he finally gets us back to the Chateau. He pokes the necessary push button to unfold the outer gate then spread 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 firm and lay her John L. H. Down on the sofa. Dr. Ronda comes over to her and begins taking vital house, checking stemma air pressure, listening to her bosom and her ventilation. She puts on the line insistency cuff.

I sit there worried with Allison's head still in my lap. I am stroking her hair. Jill is standing close by, Dakota is standing close by, as well as 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 wrong with her.

Dr. Ronda believes that Allison has something such as an infection. She wants us to charter her to urban center Hospital for a few sidereal day stay. I carry her back out to the limo and one broker goes with me. Dakota also joins me in the limo along with a distaff federal agent to protect her. Jill decides to stay put at the Chateau.

Fred gets the limo racing towards city infirmary with Dr. Ronda right behind the limousine. Dr. Ronda pushes several yellow light source and even and red light. Getting to City hospital took about half the time it normally does. Fred just pulled the limo right field in front of the ER entranceway. Dr. Ronda parked her car in the doc parking lot and hurried into the ER.

Dr. Ronda took dominance 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 solution so that she would begin to rehydrate.

A nurse came into the exam elbow room to assist Dr. Ronda. They asked Allison if she was supersensitized to anything. Allison told her that she was allergic to morphine and a duo of other drugs. Dr. Ronda ordered a unlike nuisance medicinal drug to help Allison. She also ordered a blood draw as she suspects that Allison has some sort of infection but needs the lab body of work to confirm that.

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

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

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

As expected, Dr. Ronda has the nurses arranging a elbow room for Allison. When the transport guy comes to take her, Dakota and I follow close behind along with our two SS agents. We walk through the maze of the hall until they get to room 1708 where they put Allison in the room. It is a one room, so Allison won't be sharing with soul 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 other infirmary patient.

Allison isn't in the room very long before Dr. Ronda comes in and checks on her. Dakota is on one slope of the bed and I'm on the former, but when Dr. Ronda comes into the elbow room, Dakota changes sides of Allison to support next to me allowing Dr. Ronda space to do her test of Allison.

Dakota text Tina the way number that Allison is in so people from the Chateau could some visit with her. Dr. Ronda estimates that Allison will be in City Hospital about a week. I am worried about Allison, but with Dr. Ronda in burster of Allison, my fears are minimal.

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

I told Dakota to avail me set up for the HR pattern that we will be having on Monday of succeeding week. I need some Plan B people just in shell some end up getting fired or throw in the towel on me.

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

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

When 8 pm came around, the announcement that visiting hours were now over, and it was time to make your way out of City Hospital. Visiting minute would get at 9 am tomorrow morning. Dakota and I got up and went to the flush nurses'desk to lay down for certain they had both my mobile phone phone and Dakota's cell earphone numbers. I also saw Dr. Ronda coming out of another patient's elbow 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 metropolis Hospital and walked outside the front line briny entranceway to find Fred waiting for us. We got into the rear 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 transmission 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.

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

I caress her hairsbreadth as I hear her purport to sleep while laying on my chest.

It doesn't get hold of too long for Fred to get us back to the Chateau. He drops us at the front door and parked the limo in the garage. I let the SS agents know that I will most likely make another trip-up to City Hospital to visit Allison tomorrow morn. 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 kick stew. Both Dakota and I filled a duo of home base 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 as she was just tired out. Tina gives me a kiss, very erotic and passionate. Fred manner of 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 happy that Mom and Fred have been seeing each former for quite a while no. We haven't found a gentleman for Tina's mom just yet, but we will.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up the next dawn, 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 morning duties in the bath, I texted Dr. Ronda that now Jill wasn't feeling honest. She texted right wing back that she will come to impose Jill before she heads to City infirmary to see Allison.

I turn on the TV and see that the fervor in our tower still is the steer story on the morning tidings. However, it appears as if the fervour is almost out. I call the Fire Department in Wisconsin and ask how far along in putting the fire out they might be. The dame at the fire department tells me that it is about 90 % out and they are checking for any hot spots since there is so much paper, plus they are checking the storey both above and below where the attack took place. I thanked her for her fourth dimension and hung up.

I go out into the dining way 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 o.k.. I see John eating one of his everything but the kitchen sink omelets, but Diane was just having a fade of toast and a coffee.

I texted Dr. Ronda that Diane was not feeling well either. She texted me that she would calculate at her as well. I pulled Dakota over to me and whispered in her ear to receive 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. Saint John, Dakota, and I along with two SS federal agent get into the limo. As usual, Fred is our 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 caution of us.

When we arrive at the hospital, Fred drops the three of us off at the main entrance. The two SS broker that came with us also get out at the front door to the hospital. The five of us weave our way through the maze of hallways to get to Allison's room turn 1708. When we arrive, Allison is eating some grits and some scrambled powdered ball. She has a drinking glass of OJ as well as a bad cup of coffee. She puts creamer and sugar in the umber to try and serve the taste, but they really don't help at all.

I hug Allison to relax her. She tells me that she really doesn't experience all that different than when we brought her to the hospital. I take a flavour at the chart the nurses and doctors have written their notes 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 physical structure. I see her vitals that they keep talking and they show that Allison's ancestry pressure is a bit high and that her livid rakehell count is extremely richly. Dr. Ronda ordered some antibiotic drug along with another bag of fluids to hold open 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 need to do a complete scrubbing from top to bottom to do away with 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 merging tomorrow morning at 9 am at the convention sum. I ask her to group every HR somebody by where they are in the country and to publish out potential names as replacements in casing some quit or get let go tomorrow.

After visiting with Allison, we get back into the limo and Fred drives us back home to the Chateau. Because I was intending to ignite 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 theater about dinner time and ate with all of us. She took vitals of Diane, Jill, Tina, and Dakota. Jill and Diane were still feeling under the weather. Tina and Dakota were feeling just fine.

Dr. Ronda prescribed some antibiotics for the noblewoman, strong enough to attack the virus, but gentle enough to not spite the baby. She had them sent to Walgreen's. Tina went to pick them up after two hours.

On Mon morning, I woke up with two matter on my nous. One, how are the ladies doing ? Two, how many HR people will we lose today ?

I get up and do my morning duty in the lav, including taking a nice hot exhibitioner. No one joined me in the shower cubicle, which was a overnice backup for me.

I put on a squeamish clothes shirt, black slacks, and a tie. I brought my suit pelage along, but I wasn't sure if I felt like wearing it or not. I met Dakota and Tina at the front door along with one female person and one male agent to protect us. Fred took us to the normal center where he dropped us off at the master entrance.

I head inside and opt a tooshie on the phase. Dakota also took a seat future to Tina with the two SS federal agent standing off to one side of meat but keeping conclusion proximity to Tina, Dakota, and myself.

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

I purposely began the encounter a bit late so everyone had the opportunity to find their arse and not overleap anything that I wanted to say. The number one thing that I talked about was how many new employees were not processed properly into our organization. I pointed out that it costs us hundred of dollar mark 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 rush paying them with a paycheck and overnight chain armour it to them. Instead of them getting direct deposit.

I pointed out the district that were not being successful and having the most peculiar cut stop for new employees. I also pointed out just how many hoi polloi were still in our system that had already been terminated. virtually of the HR people gasped when I told them how many employees this misdirection of payroll and new employee processing toll 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 take sediment. I pointed out that the anterior 12 calendar month we overpaid non-terminated employees almost $ 600,000 in accession, we had to cut nearly $ 300,000 worth of overnight payroll check, which also caused a lot of gasps.

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

nearly every HR person committed to doing a undecomposed job at handling new employees. I started with the top 10 troubled districts in our company. I didn't gens any name, but several people who knew that their district was not doing the job properly got up and left their work keys on the table. I watched as they walked out the doorway and left. There was a lot of whispering about people quitting, which didn't both me. We had only two territorial dominion that the entire district quit and thankfully it was the bottom two districts of the entire party. 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 delivery drivers from Jimmy privy's bringing in box of sandwiches and scrap along with coolers of washing soda and water.

Dakota went to the food and got 5 sandwiches and 5 deglutition. She handed the two SS agents their sandwiches first and their drinks then sat down with Tina and I to induce lunch. Oddly enough, we had a few people who wanted to sit with us to pick our brainiac on what we were going to do about the HR people who quit and just walked out. I explained that we have multitude waiting in the fender to be promoted, plus I wanted to reduce the boilers suit issue of HR mass in our fellowship. They seemed to harmonize with me on my plan.

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

I asked that we stop and see Allison at City Hospital. Fred made the necessary fitting and was in presence 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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