Clarke. Mr. Oakhill is expecting you. Please come in.”Emilia Clarke took a step inside of the house. It isn’t a mansion like she expected but sti...ll bigger than the average house. The butler leads her into a dining room area where he spots John Oakhill and someone she recognize as his son Cyrus Oakhill."Hey Emilia, long time no see." said Oakhill, giving her a wink. “Come and take a seat.”Emilia gave out a reluctant smile and took a seat at the chair John Oakhill motioned to.Cyrus Oakhill. 's hearing?"The doctor took Sgt. Blaine's chart from his free hand (the other was holding his rifle case), looked through it and commented, "Captain, you seem to have a knack for letting the men under your direct command become injured by your..."I interrupted, " ... What the hell are you talking about..."The doctor pointed to his rank and said, "Captain, do you see these birds on my shoulders? I am a doctor but I still outrank you and I sure as hell didn't give you permission to talk let alone. "Oh, ha, ha," I shot back, turning my back to him. "I thought you had today off," I said, standing on tip-toe to count the sixteen bottles in an open case of Heineken. When I'd left my apartment that afternoon Shaun had still been asleep, his toned, naked body sprawled out amongst my rumpled sheets. It had been difficult to leave."I do. Actually, I came in to see you." Really?" I arched an eyebrow. "Didn't get enough of me last night?"Shaun laughed. "Well, no. But that's not the only reason why. With us were the whole Fernandez tribe, including Manuel, a year younger than Alicia and a lawyer in King City and Linda Carruthers and her two kids. We were especially interested in seeing how the national broadcasting companies would deal with our little protest march, if they would. I have a preference for ABS' news policy; of the three main broadcasters, they are the most even-handed in dealing with everyday events. Other families would be watching NCN and Foster television, as well as the.