The Chauffeur ( # 61 ) A Shooting

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

It had been several weeks since we have heard of the Russian guys as well as Horowitz and his circle of criminals. However, Dakota kept a log in her journal of any issues, even if they were not confirmed. She still didn't trust that the Russians had been foiled and she certainly didn't think that Horowitz group was out of business.

As the forenoon rolled in, so did a electric storm. Not a lot of wind instrument, but plenty of rain, lightning, and big H. I really didn't even want to leave the Chateau but work at the hawk called.

I got into the limo that Fred was driving. Sharon, Dakota, Jill, Donna all came with me. John the Evangelist chose to drive his truck so he and Diane went to the war hawk in his truck. The weather really was lousy. On the way to the Hawk, we came across draw of accident, almost as if citizenry forgot how to repel in crappy weather.

What usually was about a 20-minute drive became an hour 's drive to get to the hawk. Fred pulled the limousine into the parking garage, so no one got wet going from the limousine to the elevator. I told Fred to bring back about noon to take us to lunch. I had that Italian place that Fred introduced us to in my head word for dejeuner as they always have bully food, and everyone seems relaxed and happy to eat there.

We took the elevator up to our level. Jill dialed up Diane to guarantee that she and John were getting through the lousy traffic. She said that the going was slow, but they were only a few engine block away from the parking garage.

Jill and Sharon immediately went to their desks to tackle ongoing projects and hopefully finish up them up today. Donna went to her desk and began making phone call option as she was again working on the purchase of a new billet pillar. This one was to be in Kentucky.

I got on the telephone set and made telephone phone call to the various post we had following up on things that I had asked to be corrected earlier.

One thing that I did notice was we came to the role with only two SS agent. When I opened my computer, I saw an email from one of the agentive role telling me that some of them were going to drop well-nigh of the day reassessing the security system at the Chateau.

As John Lackland and Diane got off the elevator, I saw Mariana also get off the elevator with them, which made me palpate better that she was able to safely get to work through the crappy weather.

As I made my way through the morning phone calls, the storm out-of-door seems to intensify. news bulletin of lightning and collapse of thunder were constant. At one gunpoint, the luminousness flickered in the Hawk, but they never went out.

I got up from my computer and walked around the office telling everyone that if they didn't need to be on their laptop to stay off them. well-nigh of the office staff were able to go to making phone calls and persist off their computers. A couple of staff member needed to proceed making phone call.

John, as usual, was being his goofy self. He stood at one of the large Windows watching the storm. Suddenly, a with child lightning bolt hit the building across the street causing John to jump back as the thunder was almost immediate.

Fred came up to the spot and suggested that we leave for the restaurant at about 11:30 am due to the storm and body of water buildup in the streets. We all agreed and saw that it was currently 11:20 am so we were about 10 minutes away from leaving for tiffin. In my head, a big roll of spaghetti and meatballs sounded good on this wet day.

privy, of form, came over to my office to point out that it was 11:30 am and time to pull up stakes for lunch. It really wasn't a surprise that trick was ready to leave to go eat. He collected his wife, Diane, and they headed down the lift to go over to the parking service department. The repose of us collected at the elevator and tantalise down together. It was nice seeing all the ladies in their cute raincoat and umbrellas.

When we got to the 2nd floor, the elevator opened, and everyone spilled out to head across to the parking garage via the crossover.

Fred, of course, was waiting at the limo with the back up door open for us.

All the ma'am got into the limo followed by me. Fred closed the threshold and headed around to the driver's seat to remove us to lunch. Fred had to sit and wait at the issue on the outset story as there were three or four cars ahead of us.

When we finally got to the outlet to the street, a large truck came flying by and hit a pool that splashed the unscathed battlefront of the limo. Fred had to put the contact arm on senior high school speed to clear the window as quickly as possible.

Everyone seemed happy to be heading to the Italian restaurant for lunch. When we arrived all the madam got out and quickly headed inside the restaurant. When the owner saw us arrive, he greeted us warmly and brought out a couple of handbasket of salute Allium sativum bread, which is always a delight.

All the ladies were chatting away as the waitress worked her way around the board taking everyone's drink guild. Fred looked much like a drowning pup. He just sat in his chair and asked if they had a cloth, he could take over to dry his whisker. One of the busboys brought over a large fabric. Fred thanked him and began to use the cloth much like a towel.

Today just felt like a pizza day to my dejeuner colleagues. We ordered three extra-large pizza pie. One was plain cheese, one was all meat, and the third was chicken, mushroom-shaped cloud, and sweet onions. Everyone was delighted with the pizza pie ordered. Since it was a wet rainy day, we decided to make it on the usual nursing bottle of chianti. Instead, everyone had a courteous hot cup of coffee.

I noticed that King John and Diane were being all Lovey-Dovie which was courteous to see. As the pizzas were delivered, everyone dug into the ***********ion. I had asked the two SS broker to join us, which they did.

As we were eating, a couple of large round men came into the restaurant and sat at a tabular array. One of the SS agents wouldn't take her eyes off them. I wasn't sure, but they sounded as if they were speaking Eastern European between themselves. I kept one eye on them as well.

When we neared the end of the meal, Fred got up and headed outside to get the car. It did appear as if the two-round guys were keeping an eye on us. We all got up and started toward the eatery threshold. The peeress stopped and put on their raincoat and made sure that they each had their umbrellas.

Fred pulled the limo up to the sidewalk by the social movement room access. Just as we were leaving the eating place, a lightning bolt hit nearby, and the cracking of thunder was quick. There was a second crack just a moment after the first base crack.

Suddenly, I felt something whiz by my will ear. One of the SS agent yelled for everyone to hit the land. All the ma'am dropped to the wet sidewalk as more things whizzed by us. Both SS agents withdrew their weapon and discharged them down the sidewalk towards 4 heavy round men who were outside waiting for us.

Fred, who was standing in the rain, also withdrew his weapon and fired at the big men about 50 feet away from us on the sidewalk. John watched the two-round men that were inside the restaurant, but they didn't seem to be involved in our shootout.

When the SS agents gave us the all-clear, we stood up. Everyone was standing when I heard Sharon asking Jill,"Jill…. Jill……are you alright ?"

Jill was still laying on the reason. One of the SS factor dialed up 911 requesting paramedics and constabulary. The owner of the restaurant came outside with a handful of towels to help hold back the bleeding. Diane and the other SS agent took the towels and put them on the two vauntingly kettle of fish in her that rake was pouring out of onto the concrete sidewalk.

While it was only a few moment, it felt as if it was an hour or more than. The two Male paramedics asked Diane and the SS agent to move aside so they could work on Jill and her child. I watched in KO'd silence as they shocked her heart to start again. Dakota came over to me and stood future to me. She gently grasped my hired man while the paramedics worked.

It took every bit of control not to fall to my genu right following to Jill. The paramedic shocked Jill three separate times before she took an inhale hint, but it was very shallow. Once she began breathing, they put an O2 hosiery under her nose to give her continual oxygen.

While they were waiting for an ambulance, they were working on the two smoke muddle that had an vast amount of blood flowing out of her body. I didn't see it happen, but John moved over succeeding to me and put his paw on my shoulder. At that second I saw that the sidewalk was covered in blood and that it was dripping off the pavement into the parking lot.

Once again, they grabbed the inwardness paddle and shocked her. Without saying a word, my eyes teared up and tears began rolling down my face. As I was standing there, Dakota squeezed my hand tighter and put her caput on my chest. Sharon and Donna were visibly shaken by the shooting. Both were crying, not hysterically but they were full-on sobbing.

When the ambulance arrived, the paramedics were still frantically working on Jill. The ambulance attendee unloaded a rolling stretcher and brought it over following to her body. The paramedic stopped working on Jill for a moment to load her onto the rolling capstone. Once she was loaded, the ambulance attendees lifted her up and rolled her into the back of the ambulance.

One of the paramedic got into the ambulance with the other ambulance meeter. They both continued to work on Jill frantically. The attendant that didn't rise into the back shut the back doors and ran around to get into the driver's rump. They pulled out as the second paramedical cleaned up their equipment and loaded it back into the paramedic vehicle.

As he pulled out, I stood there stunned not knowing what to do. Dakota walked me over to the limo putting me in the binding. Everyone else got in after me. John the Evangelist and Diane went to his truck which was only a few animal foot away. Fred closed the endorse doorway and headed towards the hospital with all of us.

I don't really know how hanker the drive from the restaurant was to the infirmary. When we arrived, Fred pulled the limo next to the ER introduction door. All the peeress got out of the vehicle and went inside. Dakota had to take me by the manus to get me out of the limo and inside the ER.

CHAPTER 2

I heard Dakota ask the safeguard where Jill was located but I didn't hear the answer. Dakota never let go of my handwriting and walked me towards the examination way that the safety told her.

When we got there, it was the same exam way where I came to her aid when she was in the chance event. Just as Dakota and I arrived, I saw the three medico and two nursemaid pulling a white sheet over Jill's head. At that very moment, my genu buckled underneath me, and I fell to the storey. Dakota sat on the base with me just hugging me.

When Gospel According to John and Diane came around the corner, they saw me and Dakota on the floor. Diane knew instantly something legal injury had happened. She whispered into John's ear to find out what happened as she would go evidence the others that were in the ER waiting area.

As John walked around me, he saw the clean weather sheet over Jill's face. He knew that nothing good has happened. Diane realized what has happened and went running out to the ER waiting room. She frantically told everyone that Jill and the infant are dead.

Just as she finished telling the group, several metropolis Policemen entered the ER. Diane overheard them ask where the mathematical group for Jill Greene would be. Diane went over to the officer and introduced herself. She took two of the officer to the chemical group that was waiting in the ER waiting area. After that, she took the remaining two policemen down the hallway to the examination way where Jill's torso was still laying with a sheet of paper over her face.

I saw Diane leading the officers down the hallway towards me and Dakota. She helped me up off the floor, however, my genu were still very light, so she leaned me against the rampart to help me abide standing.

"Hello Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I'm John Singer Sargent Don Major. We are here to investigate the shooting in front line of the Italian eating house,"the officer says to me.

I just stand there numb.

"hullo officer, I'm Dakota Mr. Greene's personal assistant. What can I do for you ?"Dakota asked.

"Did you see the shooting ?"officeholder major asked.

"well yes. I was in the essence of it along with David. We didn't know that Jill had been shot until after the shooting was over,"Dakota told the officer.

"Who actually did the shooting from your group ?"John Singer Sargent major asked.

"Why would you need to lie with officer,"Dakota asked.

"We need to know who shot and where the shots went,"he says.

"well, 4 turgid men were at the end of the sidewalk. When there was a orotund sally of thunder then a endorsement crack which we thought was thunder as well, but it was their first shot at us. The bullet went whizzing by us. Both of our private avail security measures guy rope withdrew their arm and pass fire,"she told the officer.

"And where was Mr. Greene located ?"Sargent Major asked.

"He was standing next to his wife Jill, ”.

"And where is Mrs Jill Greene ? We have questions for her as well,"

Dakota just raises her left arm and pointed towards the test room. Sargent Major stepped around us to go into the test room, but he stopped when he saw the consistency underneath the white sheet.

"Mr. Greene, I am sorry for your loss,"Sargent Major said.

I just stood there feeling numb and not knowing what to do. lavatory came over to me once again and grabbed me by the belt and began to walk me somewhere. Dakota took my hand and walked with John and me. They both walked me towards the chemical group waiting for me in the ER waiting elbow room. I remember hearing a couple of the madam crying at the loss of Jill. I just couldn't bring myself to let any emotion show.

Fred must own seen us as the limo pulled up to the ER door and our chemical group all walked out to the vehicle. Fred opened the plunk for door and John and Dakota pushed me into the car. whoremaster and Diane went to his truck while the residuum of the ladies all climbed in behind me.

As usual, Fred shut the door and began driving us home.

When we arrived at the Chateau, everyone was waiting for us. Fred pulled the limousine into one of the garages. We all got out and headed into the planetary house. Dakota kept with me, holding onto me making sure that I kept moving.

As we made our way into the home, everyone that was there said how sorry they were that we lost Jill and the baby. I felt numb from head to toe. Dakota gently guided me into my chamber, which now looked so vacant without Jill.

Dakota took me to the john. She gently began to peel me down. Once I was naked, she pushed me into the exhibitioner stall. In just a couple of moments, she joined me. She turned on the water hot to console and make relaxed my muscles. She asked me to bend my head down so she could shampoo my whisker. I did everything that she asked of me, but I was still in a huge daze.

When the shower bath was over, Dakota turned the piss off and stepped out of the shower to grab a match of clean dry towels. At first, she used one to dry me off. When I was dry, she used the other one to dry herself off. When we were both dry, she walked us out of the bathroom to my bedroom. She opened the toilet table drawer and pulled out a twosome of basketball game shorts. She had me step into them. After they were on my body, she opened another drawer to get me a White River tee shirt and she had me sit on the edge of the bed for her to put it on me.

She pulled out a tee shirt for herself and put it on. When we both had something on, she took me by the helping hand and walked me out to the TV room. I remember looking at the clock on my dresser. It read at 8:30 pm. It had been almost 9 hours since I had something to eat and about 7 hours since Jill died.

Did she die because of me ?

What could I have done to convert what happened to her ?

What am I going to do without her ?

As these doubtfulness were swirling around in my head, Melanie came to me and put her arms around me. She just held me without saying a Holy Writ. I just stood there not really knowing what I was supposed to do.

After what seemed like an eternity, Melanie quit hugging me. Dakota kept walking me towards the TV room where virtually of our group was sitting. When we reached the TV way, Paula and Amy got up off the couch and put their arms around me telling me how pitiful they were for the loss of Jill and the baby.

"foreman, is there anything I can get you ?"John asked me but I was at a loss for answering him.

Jennifer pushed me down onto the sofa. The ladies rotated sitting future to me and hugging me. All of them told me how grim they were for losing Jill and the baby. Every prison term mortal said something that the shoemaker's last looking of Jill covered by that white sheet kept burning a hole in my brain.

I was torn between being miserable and angry. My brain was stuck between both emotions.

When Sharon came over to me and sat down, she gently told me that she called the board of conductor in NY and let them know that Jill was murdered today. They told her to let them have it away when her funeral will be.

Mariana wasn't at the Chateau, but she called and spoke to Amy about how badly she felt about losing Jill and the baby. She went on to say that she cajoled her hubby into keeping an eye on the investigation by metropolis Police.

The two chefs had a dewy-eyed ointment of mushroom soup made for everyone to eat for dinner. Amy got David a bowl of soup, which he really didn't seem interested in eating. Both chefs understood but offered to produce anything that he might require, which was nothing.

As David sat on the couch, his son showed up at the gate asking to see his father. Amy pushed to proper buttons to let him push into the courtyard. Sharon was waiting for him at the face door. She warned him not to tip over his begetter any further than he already is. Michael quickly agreed as he stepped into the Chateau.

Sharon escorted Michael over to his dad. Michael took a tush on the loveseat.

"Hey Dad,"Michael said.

St. David did not respond at all. He turned his principal, looked at Michael than just went back to staring into space.

One of the chefs offered Michael some soup, which he gladly accepted. He got up from the loveseat and walked over to the dining room table where he sat and enjoyed the soup.

Michael really didn't say much as he had been warned by Sharon.

When it got close to 11 pm, Dakota came over to Saint David and took him by the hand and led him to bed. All of the ladies, both chefs, Fred, Melanie, John and Diane, and even Michael wished him a good Night's quietus, even though everyone knew that having a well night's quietus was virtually impossible.

Dakota took his mitt and led him to the bedroom. When David reached the doorway to the bedroom, he stopped and just looked at the bed. Dakota stood there quietly with him not pushing him at all. She just stood there quietly holding St. David's bridge player and waiting for him to produce the first of all motility into his bedroom. a great deal to Dakota's surprise, St. David turned and took a few steps down the hallway to Dakota's door.

She opened the door and David stepped inside. She walked hand in hired man with David as he headed towards her bed.

"Saint David, is everything OK ?"Dakota asked.

"It's fine. I just can't sleep in my bed tonight with no Jill,"he responded.

Dakota stripped Saint David down and turned the comforter back as Jacques Louis David gently got into her bed. She was quite surprise as he had never slept one minute of arc in her bed, but she had spent many nights in his bed.

Once he got comfortable in her bed, it took about 5 minutes for him to fall asleep, which truly surprised her. She stripped down and got into the bed with him. She took her common daub, her back facing him and her precious niggling ass wiggled up against him. He put one arm around her and pulled her in tightly. It didn't remove very long before she heard gently snoring out of David, which made her smile that he was getting some peaceable sleep.

CHAPTER 3

When Dakota woke up in the aurora, she didn't tone David behind her. She sat up in bed and looked around but didn't see David anywhere. She got up and went into the bathroom to mark for St. David. She didn't see him in her privy. She quickly jumped into the shower and took a quick shower, maybe 3 minutes long. When she was through, she dried off and got dressed.

She walked out of her bedroom and over to Saint David's bedroom. She gently opened the door to see David sitting quietly on Jill's side of meat of their bed. She walked quietly over to David. She sat on the bed next to him, gently rubbing his back.

"Is there anything I can do for you ?"Dakota quietly asked.

"No, darling. I just don't know what I'm supposed to be doing,"he responded.

"You're supposed to be doing whatever you feel well-to-do. Everyone is here to help oneself you,"Dakota said to him in a quiet low tone, almost a whisper.

Dakota stood up and took David by the hand and leading him out of the bedchamber. Once they were in the hallway, she led him toward the dining room. Bobby asked what he would care for breakfast. Dakota ordered scrambled testis for David and herself. Bobby asked if they would like some toast to go along with the ballock, Dakota readily agreed.

As the eggs were cooking, several of the peeress made their way to the kitchen looking for chocolate. Dakota filled her cup and put on another pot of coffee so there would be no rioting over capital of South Carolina's best legal export.

When Bobby finished the ball and goner, every single Lady that was up, came over to David and gave him a smooch on the cheek.

Dakota sat next to Saint David carefully quietly watching as David pushed his eggs around on his plate.

"Hun, you have to eat something. I know you really aren't hungry, but it is important. Don't make me pinch your nose closed and when your sass pa undecided Sharon will deposit a forking full of eggs in your mouth,"Dakota says to Jacques Louis David smiling the unit time.

That got David to eat a forkful of eggs, reluctantly of course of study. Bobby brought over a looking glass of pineapple juice and put it on the table in front line of David. Out of habit, David took a big sip of the juice.

"What do I do about Jill's clobber ? Do I start removing it from our bedroom or is it too soon ?"David asks Dakota.

"We will do that whenever you are quick,"Dakota replies.

This shocked the former lady. They were thinking that it might be too soon to remove her hooey, but then again, maybe Saint David didn't want to be staring at things to remind him of losing his darling wife.

As St. David looked around at all the ladies, for the first clock time he really noticed how a lot Dakota and Diane were showing their pregnancies. John was extremely paying attention to his wife.

St. David felt lots like bounder, thinking more of himself than the womanhood who loved him. He also thought about the tumultuous times he and his son have had.

Just then, St. David made a promise to himself that he would be a well friend, buff, and father. He decided that people such as Dakota who have spent virtually every waking moment helping him needed to be cherished. He also thought about his protégé, John the Divine. He thought about how John has grown from a college guy that would be used the work ass much like masses use salt to this man that he sees before him now taking fear of his wife and trying to con from David everything he can.

"Hey St. David,"John said.

"Yes John, what can I do for you ?"St. David replied

"Is there anything that I can do for you ?"John asked.

"Um, at the moment, I don't think so,"David said.

"OK, but if you think of anything just tell apart me and I'll take care of it,"was John's reply.

bathroom finished his scrambled testis and threw his paper crustal plate in the food waste when it was empty. He took Diane's plate as well since she finished first. He did pour Diane a new cup of umber even though Dr. Ronda had warned against too much caffeine.

Dr. Ronda, David thought. Has anyone called her or talked to her about what has happened barely a day ago ?

Dakota whispered to David that Dr. Ronda will be by after her hospital rounds this morning, probably before lunchtime. That made St. David smile a bit. Thankfully Dakota, as common, was taking care of so very much for David.

Amy handled the countless number of phone calls from intelligence media, people in the society, and early superior general Friend who just wanted to station their condolences. Amy got a notepad out and began writing the names, phone numbers, and reasonableness for the call option. She was allowing NO ONE to speak to David directly.

She did take a telephone call from Special broker Fernandez letting Saint David know that City Police will be conducting the autopsy on Jill and the baby, but the FBI will manage the issue to ensure the procedure is done right. Mariana, his wife, and St. David's employee really didn't know if she was supposed to retain going to the mortarboard or not. Amy told her to feel free to come to the Chateau and that there would be little to no role duties for the future week.

Jennifer, Sharon, and Paula all made outgoing calls to get pocket-size affair off of Dakota's scale in trying to handle David. Paula had a limo sent to the menage and picked up the limo that was in the garage.

Jennifer called the citizenry that she was talking with regarding the pending office towboat purchases.

Sharon was calling all of the Hawk stave and telling them that the office would be closed for a few years and that everyone would be getting the fourth dimension off with pay. All of the staff sent their honest regard to David through Sharon.

Everyone, including the porn twins, really had no estimate how to palm David. The last time anyone saw David this way was when Jill was in the hospital. However, now she is gone, and David's meat is broken. The simply thing that is keeping him even remotely sane is Dakota.

As David sat in the TV room, he couldn't even watch TV as the word about Jill's execution was the head news report on all the news program channels.

Belinda really didn't know what to do. She asked Jennifer what she should be doing to help, however, Jennifer really didn't have an resolution, so Belinda just cling around doing virtually nothing.

As the morning became later, Dr. Ronda showed up at the Chateau. Amy poked the necessary release to allow Ronda inside the outer logic gate and then inside the inner gate. She parked her car inside one of the service department and went inside the house. She was met by Donna and walked to David.

Next to Jacques Louis David, was Dakota. She was like the unwavering sentinel watching over David. Still, the telephone set calls kept coming. Amy had taken so many earphone shout that she finally asked for assistance. Diane sat down next to Amy. Jennifer put a phone in front of Diane along with a spiral notebook computer and pencil.

Bobby and Sammy asked Dakota what they should be making for David and the family for luncheon. Dakota suggested sub sandwiches and maybe some soup. Bobby and Sammy had an musical theme of what to make. They brought out several loaf of bread of long Daniel Chester French bread. They pulled out a rotisserie chicken out of the electric refrigerator and stripped all the meat off the razzing. Sammy began to make the BASIC for the chicken noodle soup. Bobby began cutting the cabbage into several sub sandwiches. He got out the chopped meats of salami, dud, and ham. He put mustard and mayonnaise on each half of the moolah along with sliced love apple and lettuce. They did slice up up some sweet onions for those who might desire onions on their sandwich.

CHAPTER 4

Dr. Ronda started listening to David's heart and breathing with her stethoscope. She pulled out her blood pressure manacle and checked him. She had a few inquiry for St. David, which he didn't answer. Instead, Dakota answered the questions for David. Although Dr. Ronda would hold rather had David answer them.

As the day wore on, Jacques Louis David's mood really didn't change. Dr. Ronda left the Chateau for a while only to return about dinner clip. David did negociate a smile when he saw Ronda counter.

Fred sat next to David for a piece. He whispered to David that he should spend some time at the gun compass to puzzle out off the anger and thus be prepared if they are attacked ever again. St. David nodded in acceptance.

Bobby and Sammy decided to cook some steaks for dinner party along with sunbaked potato and a Nice big salad with homemade ranch dressing and an Italian fecundation usable. In addition, they also had steamed Brassica oleracea italica with a power play of fresh lemon.

One of the female person SS agents came over an sat down next to Jacques Louis David. She was apologizing for not protecting Jill and keep her from getting killed. Dakota answered for him telling the SS broker that it was a surprise ambush, and no one can protect soul 100 % of the time. The broker still apologized and got up and went into the kitchen.

As dinner approached, Fred announced that there would be two sessions at the shooting range later this workweek. Dakota readily agreed and offered to pass Saint David and control that he did OK.

About mid-afternoon, David got up and turned off the TV. He was tired of hearing about Jill's slaying as it dominated the air and all the news outlets. Everyone heard the news program whirlybird fly overhead to get pictures of the house and the courtyard.

Donna instead turned on their DVD thespian and put the film ‘ Secondhand Lions'in to try and alleviate the demoralize mood in the theater. Many of the women smiled when they saw the movie that was put into the actor. Since Jacques Louis David was still sitting in his chair at the dining way table, Donna held him by the ears from behind and kissed him on the top of the heading, making certainly to muss his tomentum trying to be queer. This did do him to smile a bit.

About 4:30 pm, David got up and took a stain on the couch in the TV room. He sat there for about 15 minutes before he got up and headed up to the office to check his emails. When he logged on, he saw that he had about 850 e-mail. He was afraid to open Jill's computing machine, fearing that it would be too aroused for him. As he sat in front of his electronic computer, he began to think about who would exchange Jill as the Director of Financial affairs.

He sent out an email asking the one or two HR citizenry their view on finding a new one.

Jacques Louis David began sorting through the emails. The first one that caught his eye was one from the transcription studio apartment. They were having issues and didn't know who to plough to for result. David suggested in a return e-mail that they go to Mike Booker.

David also sent an email to Dave Burgundy a headhunter that he has used before. He made a yearn list of demand for a new Director of Financial personal business. Hopefully, Mr. Burgundy will have a dyad of qualified citizenry to send to him.

From there he eliminated all the extra emails and began to study and delete the read-only emails. By supper time, David was worn out and closed his computer and headed back downstairs. As usual, he came across Dakota first.

"Are you doing OK ?"she asked.

"I guess. I answered fate of emails and read many More,"St. David replied.

"Are you hungry ? The chefs have dinner make,"she told David.

In David's mind, dinner sounded proficient, so he headed over to the dining elbow room table. He sat in his usual chair and Dakota sat on his right. All the house phallus came to the tabular array and chose a chairwoman, however, no one sat in the chair that Jill usually sat in on the left side of David. He just stared at the chair, almost as if she was coming to take her arse at the table.

Each of the members of the house, got up one by one to go into the kitchen and get a collection plate full of food from Bobby and Sammy. However, without David even getting up from the tabular array, Dakota brought him dinner.

The completely group seemed very subdued with Jill gone. As everyone was finishing dinner, John got up and walked over to David. He pulled a chair up next to David.

"Hey Boss, I have an idea for you to think about,"john said.

"What is it ?"Saint David replied.

"Um, well I was thinking that with two ladies still pregnant here, maybe you should set up a legacy for Jill,"John said.

"What do you mean by a legacy for Jill ?"

"Put about 10 million into a labor that would give the money away to certain type of mass, such as single parents who are struggling to micturate close meet and do it all in Jill's name,"John suggested.

I looked at Dakota, who was nodding her heading in a yes manner, telling me silently that we could become a positive out of such a vast negative. I just sat there thinking about what John had just suggested. Jennifer walked over and listened in also nodding yes trying to get me to seriously think of the opportunity.

"David, what do you think of the approximation ?"Jennifer asked.

"well, I like the approximation, but I was thinking that 10 million might not be enough,"I said.

"well, how much do you think should be put into this task ?"Jennifer asked.

"I was thinking about 100 million."

"WOW, 100 million ? Do you stimulate anyone in mind to run the program ?"Jennifer asked.

"fountainhead, my maiden inherent aptitude is to ask Melanie. I know that she is looking for something to do and this would most likely make her feel fulfilled."

"Who is design B if she declines ?"Jennifer asked me.

"Allison and Belinda. They both want out of the business and this project would give them caliber employment."

Jennifer says,"What about Melanie overseeing the labor with Allison and Belinda doing the oink work. Mom has a long story with large sum of money of money, and she could work part-time keeping Belinda and Allison in check and honest."

"That's not a bad estimate. This way both Belinda and Allison could still go to college and I would feel good that someone, such as Melanie was really running the project."

"OK, then tomorrow you will get off your ass and go to the mortarboard. We will squall the lawyer and ask them about setting this project up. Speaking of the attorney, we got a letter from them today telling us that we are going to sue the indemnity troupe that has refused to address the fire. They sent us a 31-page missive explaining their status ( the insurance party's position ). Our lawyer's office is that they agreed to cover the construction without an inspection and thus they should be paying for the damage. The letter also said that when the flak section completes its investigation, they will send us a paper and we will pursue the proper insurance company to give back us.

"Jennifer, will you please institutionalize Mom, Allison, and Belinda down to see me if they are thru with their dinner,"I said.

Jennifer walked away from me and down to the other end of the table. She whispered into the ears of the three which caused each of them to get up and hail to my end of the table.

When all three came over to me, John got up and drug two early chairs over to me where the ladies could sit while I talked to them.

"Ladies, I have a marriage offer for the three of you,"I said to them.

"OK, what is it, Jacques Louis David ?"Melanie replied.

"I want to run with a project that John the Evangelist suggested. He thought that we could start a program for struggling single parents. It would be Jill's legacy,"I replied.

"Tell me more. This sounds concern,"Melanie said.

"We form a benevolent constitution, ditch a crew of money into the project and let Melanie run the hale thing with Allison and Belinda being operational managers."

Melanie smiles indicating that she likes the idea. Belinda and Allison were matter to but not quite as happy about the project as Melanie.

"Any questions ladies ?"I asked.

"Um, will we still be able to go to college ?"Allison asked.

"Of course,"I replied.

This made Allison smile more.

"Since this is a charity, how many time of day a week would we be working ? And would we be getting paid ?"Belinda asked.

"Of course, you would be getting paid. I don't call up what you're making now, but how about I double your pay to take on this project ? Also, maybe about 30 hours a week. Of form, there will be peculiar weeks where you may have to work a bit more, but that shouldn't be Thomas More than a couple of calendar week a year,"I tell Belinda which caused her to smile her beautiful smile.

The three Lady looked at each other and all shook their psyche in agreement that they would admit the offered lieu. Each lady got up and walked over to John and all three of them kissed him and thanked him for his idea.

As the evening went on, Sammy brought out three cakes for everyone to enjoy : deep brown fudge, lemon crème, and Carrot cake. All the dame giggled with excitement seeing the cakes. John, of course, got a slice for Diane then three fade for himself.

I KNOW THAT THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT, AND FOR THAT I APOLOGIZE. HOWEVER, IF YOU ENJOYED THE CHAPTER PLEASE parting ME A SHORT NOTE. I PUT IN A BIG surprise IN THIS CHAPTER AND I HOPE IT DOESN'T FREAK TOO MANY OF MY FANS OUT………. PABLO DIABLO .