” He stepped back, positioned himself behind me, enough to give me at least frontal privacy. “Go ahead, explain.” I sensed the seriousness in hi...s voice, but there was also a slight sound of uneasiness.“Well, um.” I pulled a pillow up to my chest and began to explain. I really wasn’t sure what I should say so I just started to blurt out the truth. How it all started when I lied about having a boyfriend. One detail led to another and pretty soon I was boasting about his size, how good he was and. I opened the heavy glass-panelled door and walked in. It had a slightly musty smell, the sort you only get from books. It was a huge place with row upon row of shelves and a bank of computers down one side. I walked over to one of the consoles and ran my fingers along the keyboards. The monitor sprang into life and I was treated to a beautiful image of David Beckham and his trademark stubble “Hmmm yum!” I said out loud. I looked round but the library was empty. I tried to use the PC, to see if. I tried and it worked fine. Shannon tried to do it herself and that didn't work either. Then I moved us all to the beach and we tried again. This time Shannon could change her clothes but Allison still couldn't affect her. Of course, I could affect both of them. We went out to the cabana so we could be more comfortable while we told Shannon the rest of the story."We were talking about the case and trying to stop the 'bad guy' from killing again when Shannon suggested that he may have already. Carothers is expecting you. Please, go right in." She even stood and opened the door for Jake.A portly Timothy Carothers stepped around his cluttered desk to greet Jake. "Thank you for meeting me here, Mr. Caulfield." Carothers was clearly dismayed by Jake's age but chose to continue the meeting. "What's your interest in the Park Plaza property?" I have no direct, vested interest in the property," Jake began. "But, I've been in contact with representatives of the Confederacy and believe they.