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The Chauffeur ( # 58 ) The fervour

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

On Sat I was awoken by my cellular telephone phone buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the dresser to check my headphone. I saw that the textual matter was from Roger President Lyndon Johnson. The text read : Big Fire at an office tower in Wisconsin. visit ME ASAP ! Roger.

I called Roger as soon as I read his text content. The starting time call went straight to voicemail. The mo call Roger picked up.

"Hey, Saint David, not a good way to start a dayspring. 17 story of our tower in Wisconsin are on flak. Since it is a Saturday, evacuating the building wasn't that difficult. However, there was some reason the sprinklers didn't go on, so the fireman are attacking this fervor head-on. Currently, this is a 6-alarm blast but will virtually probably get raised as the fire is not contained yet."Roger tells me.

I expect that you will be getting telephone set calls from many of your renter in the building such as Kraft intellectual nourishment, who is the original owner of the construction. I would check up on to see but if you didn't buy the prop in an ‘ as is'circumstance we should probably get legal involved,"Roger says to me.

I thought about taking the jet to the dimension in Wisconsin, but I decided against it since we had another bit of fourth dimension with limited agent Wade, plus the SS agent who will accompany us on this mission out in the LA desert once again. Fred, John, and I are supposed to take on up with the DEA just after 1 pm. All in all, we are supposed to have about 32 people on our side of meat of this mission.

After I hung up from the phone, I noticed that Dakota was in my sopor bed. I tiptoed around her and saw that she was wearing panties just as Dr. Ronda had requested. I headed into the bathroom to take fear of my morning duties which included a quick shower. As I had my fountainhead underneath the water supply, I felt the dusty 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 stall with me.

I jokingly pushed her underneath the showerhead to get her intact torso wet before I began to wash her including a shampoo. As I was soaping her up, I leaned in and kissed her on the dorsum of the neck. She reached behind her and gave my cock a dyad 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 hamper, we went to my bedroom. She put a clean dry white tee shirt on with no pantie's underneath. I put on my usual, a duo of shortstop plus a white tee shirt. Once I was dressed, we left the bedchamber to ask her rachis to her bedroom. I opened the door and she immediately went to her closet and took out a cute rig to wear. It was a Nice yellow mark top and a pair of white-livered shorts. She decided to go barefoot for now, but that may convert later.

When she was finished salad dressing, 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 most information about our tug in Wisconsin on ardour. Sammy came out to the TV room and asked Allison what she would like for breakfast, she asked for scrambled nut and grits. Sammy also asked me what I would wish. I told him one of his great bacon and cheese omelets with some fried potato on the side of meat. He told that my breakfast would take about 20 minute and that he would put it on the dining room tabular array when it is ready.

I sat down on the couch watching our tower in WI burn. My real thankfulness was that it was a weekend day and virtually no one had to be evacuated from the building. I texted Jennifer to turn on the TV when she gets up to see our tower in Wisconsin burn. We needed to pull the sound contract as well as the records for the fervour suppression fellowship on how recent the flaming inhibition equipment had been checked. I also wanted a list of renter to be contacted and see out when the fire section is finished for them to let us know what was able to be salvaged out of their offices.

I switched back and Forth on the TV from one newsworthiness channel to another trying to get upright stab of the construction burning. I put a call into the attack department in Madison Wisconsin asking them about my building that was on fervor. I got a very prissy lady who told me that there really was no additional information at this clip, and she said that they already had my figure and bit to be reached once there is something to say me. I thanked her for her clip and hung up.

As I sat on the couch with Allison, my earpiece buzzed once again. It was from Roger again. This fourth dimension his schoolbook read : husband execution married woman in Chicago in one of the Pinetree hotels. local anesthetic law enforcement will be sending us copies of all the Police reports.

I just shook my question thinking that he was very prophetic in his first textual matter subject matter telling me that it wasn't a sound start 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 ascertain CBS news to try and get a different camera slant on the fire. One thing that I noticed was a altogether lot of firemen standing around by the fire motortruck. I wondered to myself why so many citizenry were just standing around.

After about an time of day of watching the fire on the news, FOX switched away from the fire and did a piece on the slaying in Chicago in a Pinetree. They clearly pointed out that it was a house servant violence event as the husband had been arrested multiple times before.

My phone buzzed once again. This time it was peculiar Agent Wade of the DEA. She said"calling off the desert outcome as we don't have plenty agentive role to manage this group. Thanks for the offering of help ”.

I kind of exhaled knowing that my masses won't be put in harm's way. I went over to the SS agent and show him my phone and the text subject matter. He thanked me for the update. I texted John and Fred that today's sentence with the DEA is off. A few minutes later Fred texted back that he appreciated the update.

As promised, Sammy delivered Allison her ballock and hominy grits along with a clean cup of umber. He also delivered me the omelette that I asked for along with some fry potato. He had also poured me a glass of juice. He put my plate at the header of the mesa and the one for Allison flop next to me where Dakota normally sits.

Since the DEA event was off for the day, I dialed up the jet work party and let them know whenever they get prepare, I would like to fly to Madison Wisconsin River. 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 chamber. Both Dakota and Jill let out minuscule gasps at seeing our tower combustion. I suggested to both to pack an all-night bag, just in pillowcase we end up staying over.

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

I texted Diane telling her that we were making a slip to Wisconsin and that I would like her and John Lackland and Jennifer to join me in the jet. It took a couple of minutes, but I finally got two schoolbook substance. One from Diane telling me that she and lav were getting ready and one from Jennifer telling me she would be ready in lupus erythematosus than a half-hour.

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

Diane and whoremonger were the first to make it at the dining way tabular array. toilet asked for his usual kitchen sink omelet. Diane wanted scrambled ballock and a cup of coffee. I reached into the fridge and gave her a bottle of water as well.

About the clock time Bobby was finishing John's omelette, Dakota and Jill came out to the dining room leaving their overnight bags at the front doorway. privy ate at his normal swiftness shoveling the food into his mouth as quickly as he possibly could.

Since Dakota and Jill were both going with me, both female agents and one male agent accompanied us. They each had an overnight bag prepare and they set them by the front line threshold. A few minutes later Jennifer joined us. I looked around the room and counted Saint 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 service department, so we had to take a twosome of automobile. Tina offered to get Diane, trick, and Jennifer. Fred took Jill and her SS Agent in the townsfolk car. That left Dakota and her agent to devolve on along with me and my agent. Donna volunteered to shoot Dakota, and me along with our protection agentive role to the jet.

When we all arrived at the jet, I gave Fred some information about our riposte so we would be better prepared with a lifesize limousine or two to head back to the Chateau. Everyone grabbed their nightlong bag and climbed the stairs to enter the jet. Once we were all into the jet, they closed the room access and locked it in plaza. The jet slowly moved from its parking office towards the runway. We waited in pedigree to get on the runway. There were three jet plane in front end of us, although once the three green took off, we lined up for takeoff as well.

We paused for a instant then we felt the pleasant-tasting quickening of the plane. Before we got to the end of the runway, the nose of the jet took a tart upwardly angle putting us in the air and on our way to Madison, Wisconsin.

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

On the other side of me sat Jennifer. Saint John the Apostle and Diane sat on the honey seat with Diane leaning her headland onto John the Evangelist's chest. Jennifer put her arms around me and put her question on my lead shoulder. We ran into some upheaval as we passed over Utah and Colorado, however, once we passed those two nation the flight smoothed right out. The flight to Wisconsin was right at the three-hour limit. Dakota pulled her legs and feet off me when the woodworking plane began its blood to land.

Unfortunately, we had to encircle the airport a distich of times before the tugboat gave us permit to bring down the jet. Finally, we got the carpenter's plane on the flat coat. We taxied the jet to the secret planer area. I saw the two limos that Dakota had ordered up for us to ride in while in Wisconsin.

Our archetype was able to park the jet amongst former private planes. We got the threshold open and went down to the limos. Jill, Dakota and I along with three SS agent 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 game doors and headed the limousine down the road towards the burning tower. I could see them a twain of miles before we got to the towers. As we arrived, there were several TV intelligence crews filming the flaming and taking interview with the great unwashed who had null to do with the tower, they just happened to be standing ending, so they were interviewing them.

CHAPTER 2

When we pulled up to the roped-off area by the tower entry, I put my unspoilt face on to talk to the TV reporter about the tower. raft of head were asked of me. I looked for and finally found the fervidness Chief. I asked him if everyone was OK and that there were no people left in the tugboat. He told me that they got everyone out and that only prop damage, no homo injuries, which made me feel good.

I did make do to inquire about when the flame investigation would get down. The representative from the Fire Department told me that no investigating would get until after the integral fire was completely out.

I got a sound call from Special Agent Wade. She told me that she got into a bit of difficulty for allowing my group to help her DEA agentive role in taking down the Mexican Drug corporate trust. I apologized to her for getting her into a bit of trouble, but she told me to not care about it.

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

One of the cameramen told us that it will be closer to 12 hours before the fire is out then they will begin the investigation. I thanked him for the data and asked where a dependable diner is that's not too far away. He recommended a mom and pop diner that was about 8 engine block removed from the fervour. When we arrived at the buffet car, both drivers parked the limos at the far corner of the parking lot. We all got out and went inside.

The place was virtually empty, but one of our device driver told us all that the solid food was serious, so we took his proffer and decided to stay. With there being a total of 9 of us, we pushed two mesa together and sat down. A overnice sr. waitress came over to our board and started taking drink lodge. She discussed the exceptional of the day, which was eggplant parmesan with a minor side salad and a large slice of garlic bread.

Jill wanted the special, Dakota ordered a grilled cheese sandwich with a bowl of love apple soup. Jennifer ordered tuna salad on toasted sourdough bread. John and Diane both ordered the special as well. I went in a totally dissimilar direction ; I ordered a BLT on white toast with mayo and two slice of Lycopersicon esculentum. I ordered a Coke and everyone else ordered a sodium carbonate as well. I didn't hear what the SS agents ordered since they ended up sitting at a table next to us.

So, it ended up being 6 of my playgroup and 3 factor. I quietly told the waitress that I was picking up the bill for the protection team that was sitting at a dissimilar table. Since the restaurant wasn't all that busy, the meal came quickly. One affair 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 Daniel Chester French Roger Eliot Fry or a side salad otherwise you only get the sandwich. The waitress trying to assuage all of us brought a big plate of French tike. Dakota, as usual, put some of the small fry on to a small plate and slathered them with ketchup before taking some and stuffing them into my mouth and giggling all about it.

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

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

bathroom was eating like a madman. 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 ketchup on her cheek, which made both giggles as well as the relaxation of the table.

When three very loud teenagers came into the restaurant, I saw that the SS agents got a bit flighty. The teens sat down a few tables away from us. One of the federal agent moved her chair over adjacent to Dakota and Jill. The teenager noticed her do that and made a loud remark about how absurd they thought my protection detail was. They decided to fire the factor by taunting them verbally. The agents didn't say a word but when one of the stripling got up and walked over to get in their grimace, the male agent stood up and asked the adolescent to go back to his mesa. 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 teenager decided to take a lilt at the factor, the teen had his face bounced off the tabular array and was handcuffed in seconds. That only escalated the place. The waitress demanded that the agentive role let go of the stripling. The teenager only threatened the agent Thomas More. Now all three broker were involved, and they asked the teens to go back to their board and just leave us alone. The teenager decided that they were right and took a golf stroke at the federal agent. All three agentive role took the adolescent down like calves at a rodeo. All three were lying face down on their tabular array with the waitress yelling at the agentive role that she's about to telephone the constabulary and that they would find actual trouble as the Sherriff doesn't like alien who cause trouble. At this decimal point, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad servicing and unruly teenagers at any diner in the world and that she should persist 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 cash register to pay the circular, but she was too interfering running her back talk with the cook. I looked at the total on the billhook 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 squall the Sherriff and tell him that we did the old Dine and Dash procedure. I asked the SS agentive role to release the teens, which they did, but they were make 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 tell her that we wouldn't come back if the solid food was free. That made all of us laugh as we left.

We got back into the limo and headed back to the towboat to see if the fervour was under control yet. When we got there, we saw that the towboat was still on fire, but it appeared to be much more under control at this full point. nigh of the new vans left with only the one from FOX news show remaining.

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

Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and I started making tenant earphone vociferation. Everyone was informed about the fervour and that the tugboat may not be receptive for several sidereal day. I asked the people from Kraft why the sprinklers didn't kick on ; they had no solvent for that question.

I dialed up our legal department to experience them pull all the paperwork on the accomplishment of that office tower. They told me that it would take a couplet of solar day, but they will send me transcript for me to look over. Our top legal lawyer for property acquisition told me he would send me his analysis of the paperwork and state me if it was an ‘ as is'purchase or something else. I thanked him and give ear up the phone.

As we stood there making headphone calls, the reporter for FOX news came over to one of the agents and asked who to mouth to about this blast. They politely pointed at me. The reporter, named Ashley Johnson, was gorgeous and civil. When I finished my phone call, I turned off my phone and put it in my sack. She asked me various questions while I was being videotaped. She thanked me for the soul interview and left with her cameraman. I asked one of the firing department police captain when they thought it would be completely out. He told me that it will be at least recently tomorrow and possibly into the following day before they will deliver the fire completely out and able to begin their probe of the fire. I thanked him for his metre and gathered my people to head up back to the jet.

It took various minute of arc 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 co-pilot closed the hatching and took us to the track. The jet once again accelerated down the rail and into the air to head back home. I knew that the flight would deal another three hours, but I was ready to look at a little nap. I stretched out and found Dakota coil up into me as the escape went towards home.

Once again, we experienced some small sum of turbulence over Centennial State and Utah, but once we hit California, we were in the absolved and it was still sailplaning from that item on to LA.

CHAPTER 3

As the jet went from a level flight to a descent preparing to shoot down, Dakota rolled off me and I opened my eyes. I asked the SS broker if they think anything will come of the teenager, 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 sharply downturn to land. Apparently, that part of the trajectory always makes Dakota nervous as she squeezed me tightly just before the rack hit the track. As we taxied around to where our limo were waiting, I saw Fred standing stoically outside one of the limo. I heard Dakota Tell Jill that when Fred is driving the limousine, 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 common soldier reverse lightning were parked, and our jet was parked right next to them. Once the jet came to a catch, 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 factor got into the expectant of the limo and John Lackland, Diane, and Jennifer got into the second gear limo. Fred started our limo and the female person device driver, whom I didn't know started the other limo and we all headed to the chateau. The campaign didn't hire long at all since it was still Saturday.

"Hey, Fred, who's the gentlewoman that is driving the early 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 sound wind,"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 friend with Tina's mother Deloris which I think is safe for her. I mean, she loves all the youth in our sign, but it is nice for her to have someone nigh to her own age to ploughshare life experiences with,"Fred tells me.

"I agree completely,"I tell Fred.

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

"fountainhead, it looks as if the towboat will be burning for at least another 24-36 hours. After they finally get the tug put out, only then will pop out the investigation,"I tell Fred.

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

"Yes, I know. Not really the heavy scratch line to the day. Our tower in Wisconsin on flack and a domestic fury murder in Chicago at a Pinetree, kind 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 good and marvel what I should do,"She asks me.

"Are you still at the business firm ?"I ask her.

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

"What store are you at ?"I ask.

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

I direct Fred to manoeuver 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 book binding 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 door leaning against the building. Fred pulled up and one of the protection agents got out and gathered her up and put her in the limousine. Allison crawled over to me and put her header in my lap, which kind of disquieted me.

"ducky 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 soothe her. Fred pushes several yellow visible radiation before he finally gets us back to the Chateau. He pokes the requisite buttons to open the outer gate then spread the internal gate. I see Dr. Ronda's car already in the courtyard.

Fred pulls the limo up to the nominal head door. We all get out. I carry Allison inside the house and lay her John L. H. Down on the couch. Dr. Ronda comes over to her and begins taking vital signal, checking blood air pressure, listening to her heart and her ventilation. She puts on the ancestry pressure level 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 the Divine, 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 damage with her.

Dr. Ronda believes that Allison has something such as an transmission. She wants us to take her to metropolis Hospital for a few twenty-four hour period stay. I carry her back out to the limo and one federal agent goes with me. Dakota also joins me in the limo along with a female broker to protect her. Jill decides to stay at the Chateau.

Fred gets the limo racing towards city hospital with Dr. Ronda right field behind the limousine. Dr. Ronda pushes several yellow luminousness and even and red light. Getting to city hospital took about half the clock time it normally does. Fred just pulled the limo right in nominal head of the ER entrance. Dr. Ronda parked her car in the physician parking lot and hurried into the ER.

Dr. Ronda took mastery and guided us to an test 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 get to rehydrate.

A nurse came into the exam room to assist Dr. Ronda. They asked Allison if she was allergic to anything. Allison told her that she was hypersensitized to morphine and a couplet of other drugs. Dr. Ronda ordered a different pain medicine to help Allison. She also ordered a ancestry draw as she suspects that Allison has some variety of infection but needs the lab work to confirm that.

Allison is drowsy, and I just stand there caressing her haircloth which sort of makes her smiling. The two agentive role that came along to guard Dakota and I are standing like guard dogs right outside the test elbow 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 workplace comes back in about an hour.

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

As expected, Dr. Ronda has the nurses arranging a room for Allison. When the transport guy comes to admit her, Dakota and I follow close behind along with our two SS agents. We walk through the maze of the hallway until they get to room 1708 where they put Allison in the way. It is a single way, so Allison won't be sharing with soul else. I suspect that is because she has an contagion and the infirmary doesn't want her spreading the infection that she has with some other hospital patient.

Allison isn't in the room very long before Dr. Ronda comes in and checks on her. Dakota is on one side of the bed and I'm on the early, but when Dr. Ronda comes into the room, Dakota changes side of Allison to suffer future to me allowing Dr. Ronda space to do her interrogatory of Allison.

Dakota text edition Tina the room telephone 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 charge of Allison, my veneration are minimal.

The two SS agentive role once again are standing outside the hospital room much like safety device click, both Dakota and I find that a bit humorous. Allison is sound asleep and I'm caressing her hair. I'm worrying about Allison, but only to a certain measure of worry. My master headache is wondering how Allison got this infection and is there something that we need to turn to at the Chateau to maintain others from acquiring this infection.

I told Dakota to help me set up for the HR convention that we will be having on Mon of following week. I need some Plan B citizenry just in case some end up getting fired or drop out on me.

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

Sitting in Allison's room, the TV still showed the attack from Wisconsin. You could see that the fervour was now under control, but not out just yet. I shook my head watching the news show clip about the tower.

When 8 pm came around, the announcement that visiting hours were now over, and it was time to form your way out of City hospital. Visiting hours would start out at 9 am tomorrow dayspring. Dakota and I got up and went to the explosive charge nurses'desk to arrive at for certain they had both my cellular phone phone and Dakota's cadre earpiece bit. I also saw Dr. Ronda coming out of another patient role's elbow room. I went over to her and gave her a passionate kiss which caused her to respond in kind.

Dakota and I along with our two SS factor left City Hospital and walked outside the front main ingress to find Fred waiting for us. We got into the back and Fred closed the threshold. 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 limo, I stretched my wooden leg out. Dakota switched seats and snuggled up to me putting her head on my chest.

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

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

I caress her pilus as I hear her drift to catch some Z's while laying on my chest.

It doesn't hold too long for Fred to get us back to the Chateau. He drops us at the front doorway and parked the limo in the garage. I let the SS broker know that I will most likely make another trip to urban center infirmary to visit Allison tomorrow morning. They thank me for giving them a school principal's up about the visit.

Dakota and I head inside, and we smell something scrumptious. 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 brace of home plate and carried them over to the dining elbow room table to sit down and eat.

Tina comes over and tells us that Jill went to bed former as she was just tired out. Tina gives me a kiss, very titillating and passionate. Fred walk of life through the forepart room to head down the hallway to Mom's room. I heard the room access give and then close. I just smile happy that Mom and Fred have been seeing each early for quite a while no. We haven't found a gentleman's gentleman for Tina's mom just yet, but we will.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up the next morning, Jill told me that she thought she would stay in bed for a piece. I asked if she thought she should go see Dr. Ronda, but she fussed at me. When I finished my first light obligation in the bathroom, I texted Dr. Ronda that now Jill wasn't feeling thoroughly. She texted right back that she will add up to chat Jill before she heads to urban center infirmary to see Allison.

I turn on the TV and see that the fervency in our towboat still is the lead story on the morning news. However, it appears as if the flaming is almost out. I call the Fire department in WI and ask how far along in putting the flack 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 much newspaper publisher, plus they are checking the storey both above and below where the fervidness took home. 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 formula omelet would be just exquisitely. I see toilet eating one of his everything but the kitchen sink omelets, but Diane was just having a gash of toast and a coffee.

I texted Dr. Ronda that Diane was not feeling well either. She texted me that she would depend at her as well. I pulled Dakota over to me and whispered in her ear to have Tina keep an eye on Diane throughout the day. She kissed me and told me she would do just that.

After I eat my omelette, we load up into the limo. St. John, Dakota, and I along with two SS agents get into the limo. As usual, Fred is our device driver and weaves his way through the traffic to get to urban center hospital as quickly as he can. I think about how well Fred takes fear of us.

When we arrive at the infirmary, Fred drops the three of us off at the principal incoming. The two SS agents that came with us also get out at the front line door to the hospital. The five of us weave our way through the labyrinth of hall to get to Allison's elbow room number 1708. When we arrive, Allison is eating some grit and some scrambled powdered ballock. She has a glass of OJ as well as a bad cup of coffee. She puts creamer and sugar in the coffee 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 palpate all that different than when we brought her to the hospital. I take a spirit at the chart the nurses and physician have written their notes into. They all seem to indicate that Allison is suffering from an infection although they don't mention where the transmission is located in the dead body. I see her vitals that they keep talking and they show that Allison's blood pressing is a bit high and that her white blood tally is extremely high. Dr. Ronda ordered some antibiotics along with another bag of fluids to stay fresh her hydrated.

It makes me think about the dame that are back at the Chateau. Are they all dehydrated ? Is there something that is being passed around ? Do we necessitate to do a discharge 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 film us back household. Dakota reminds me that I have the HR confluence tomorrow morning at 9 am at the normal heart and soul. I ask her to chemical group every HR person by where they are in the country and to print out voltage names as transposition in slip some quit or get let go tomorrow.

After visiting with Allison, we get back into the limo and Fred drives us back dwelling to the Chateau. Because I was intending to arouse up about 7 am I headed to bed at about 9 pm. Jill still wasn't feeling all that well. Dr. Ronda stopped by the house 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 condition. Tina and Dakota were feeling just fine.

Dr. Ronda prescribed some antibiotic for the ladies, strong enough to snipe the virus, but gentle enough to not hurt the babies. She had them sent to Walgreen's. Tina went to cull them up after two hours.

On Monday sunup, I woke up with two matter on my mental capacity. One, how are the ladies doing ? Two, how many HR people will we misplace today ?

I get up and do my morning duties in the privy, including taking a nice hot shower. No one joined me in the exhibitioner carrel, which was a decent succour for me.

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

I head inside and select a bum on the point. Dakota also took a place next to Tina with the two SS federal agent standing off to one side of meat but keeping close law of proximity to Tina, Dakota, and myself.

As 9 am rolled around, the massive telephone number of HR people entered the principal threshold of the convention center room. The people at the strawman 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 obtain their seat and not escape anything that I wanted to say. The initiatory thing that I talked about was how many new employees were not processed properly into our scheme. I pointed out that it costs us C of dollars duplicate when we don't set up a new employee properly. They expect to be paid on payday-like everyone else, but if they are not set up correctly then we have to rush paying them with a payroll check and nightlong post 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 deterrent for new employees. I also pointed out just how many the great unwashed were still in our organisation that had already been terminated. nigh of the HR masses gasped when I told them how many employees this mismanagement of payroll and new employee processing monetary value the ship's company along with how many hoi polloi, we overpaid by not terminating them as they should possess 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 payroll check but to the highest degree of them wanting manoeuver deposit. I pointed out that the prior 12 calendar month we overpaid non-terminated employees almost $ 600,000 in addition, we had to cut nearly $ 300,000 Charles Frederick Worth of all-night paychecks, which also caused a lot of gasps.

I asked for a committedness from each territorial dominion to do a right job in terminating deviate employees and processing the paperwork for new employees to put them on the payroll.

Most every HR someone committed to doing a good job at handling new employees. I started with the top 10 turbulent territory in our company. I didn't epithet any epithet, but several people who knew that their district was not doing the job properly got up and left their workplace keystone on the table. I watched as they walked out the room access and left field. There was a lot of whispering about people quitting, which didn't both me. We had only two districts that the entire district quit and thankfully it was the rear end two dominion of the entire company. Once they got up and left, I had Dakota and Tina collect their company keys off the tables.

As we approached lunch, I saw the livery drivers from Jimmy privy's bringing in boxes of sandwiches and micro chip along with tank of soda and water.

Dakota went to the food and got 5 sandwiches and 5 crapulence. She handed the two SS agents their sandwiches first and their deglutition then sat down with Tina and I to take dejeuner. Oddly enough, we had a few people who wanted to sit with us to pick our brain on what we were going to do about the HR masses who quit and just walked out. I explained that we have people waiting in the annex to be promoted, plus I wanted to reduce the overall numeral of HR people in our companies. They seemed to accord with me on my plan.

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

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

We got out of the limo and went inside the infirmary to see Allison. We arrived just as the foodservice 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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