”“What shall we do?” Miss Parker asked me.“I think we’d better do as we’re told,” I replied. “Alright kids, pair up, same pairs as bef...ore, and do NOT let your partner out of your sight. Stay together. Follow me and Miss Parker.”“What shall we do with our bags?” Someone asked.“Leave them here,” Miss Parker replied.We opened the doors, and Miss Parker and I walked out, followed by the driver, and then the 38 Year 11 kids. The room we were in was indeed completely empty, except for one open. The relevant facts were available to our firm’s service. Clearly her Father trusted her mother too much. Gracie had title to the property and most of the portfolio, but she was treated as an incompetent child until she was 25. However, there was a fault I noticed, the lawyer who drew the document had cited an out-of-date law, the revision became law roughly 30 years ago - before Gracie was born, before they were married and before the will was signed. The old lawyer just had not kept up. The. Each of the little bastards is holding back on her. They promised to divulge their information about her birthday but only on her birthday. And once again, they got her in the little storage room, only this time all three of the gremlins had their way with her.The remainder of the day went off without a hitch and the only person that seemed normal was her boyfriend, Cameron. Though he did express how horny he was for her, but she promised to let him herself on her birthday. He wasn’t totally. "Why the long drive?" she asked as I took us for out of the city limits, down countless farm roads that seemed to stretch forever."You'll soon see." But you said that, twenty minutes ago." And I mean it now."I turned onto a much narrower road and drove up to an isolated three-story home."Who are we visiting?" Michele asked me."Each other?" What?" Come on in." Tony, I don't understand." I showed her the huge sunken living room, the kitchen and dining rooms, the upstairs bedrooms, the giant.