"Hi, Jimmy. What's up?" That's a good question," he said. He ambled over to me. I could tell he was drunk--at 5 AM. Typical. "What are you doing out h...ere?" Couldn't sleep," I admitted.They were surrounding me now. I figured what they wanted, and I was right. "Well, now, maybe your conscience is bothering you," Anderson sniggered. "That'll keep you up nights. So, to soothe your conscience, maybe you should make a donation to the less fortunate." You want my money," I said.He grabbed me around. Seeing her eyes drooping, Nick suggested, “Just get some sleep. You can deal with all of this in the morning.”Too tired to argue, she bid her brother goodnight and prepared for bed.**Upon waking in the morning, Amanda moved to her computer to check her email before she was even fully awake, as she did every morning. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stretched as she clicked through to her inbox.When she saw the reply to the last email she’d sent, she bit her lower lip and wondered if. Clark opened the door to see another breeder already talking too the young girl sitting on the mattress."Hi Clark" casually waved the man as he sat astride the bed, wearing only a bathtowel which he would soon disrobe from."Hey there Todd, good to see you again" Clark replied cordially."Fuck..." muttered Clark to himself. He had forgotten to check in the folder how many other breeders would be attending the session. A girl new to the colony would have her first few sessions with only one man,. God knows what effect that would have. Do you see the problem?”How I loathe temporal mechanics.The police and MI5 were doing a thorough job of investigating the dead middle-man who had coordinated the attacks on us. According to Sir Edward, there wasn’t much point in us running a competing investigation. And if we tried, it could put important noses out of joint. So we left it to the experts, and I concentrated on getting settled into what would be my new weekly routine.Commuting into central.