" Agnes, you can't stall anymore," I said."The way you phrased your question, I vote no. I vote yes if you can figure out a way to get it done that ca...n't be traced back to you."I looked at James. "Can you help me hire an investigator so I don't leave any tracks that will lead the bomber back to me or mine?"He grinned. "Sure."I asked for another vote phrasing the question as changed by James. After I went around the table, I said, "We have unanimity. James, I'd like to initiate the investigation. “I know just what to get you.”She smiled again and then her blush seemed to spread down her neck. She glanced at the wine glass, her fingers playing with it. Her digits were so delicate, her nails painted an elegant red. The hue matched her lipstick.Striking.I wanted to reach across the table and take her hands. The tightness in my chest grew and grew. She was gorgeous. I didn't care that she was my daughter. That she was only eighteen, half my age. She was perfect. The candlelight danced in. Hold your two hands out in front of you with just your index fingers extended, so they're held beside each other and about two inches apart. Now write your name in the air, trying to move both fingers in perfect synchronization. Their relative distances will wobble around somewhat, but not excessively, especially if you write very slowly and carefully. Now imagine the pen is being pushed slightly off-center. That would normally cause it to rotate, but the mind that was providing the two V's. Not once did he ever think of her this way, but now it was as if nothing he could do could prevent him from thinking this way.Brain started to growl, and this startled Gadget. He grabbed Brain by the ears and drug him outside. He didn’t know what would happen, but the last thing Gadget wanted was a witness, even if it was a dog.Gadget came back, seeing Penny still unconscious. He sat back down and unbuttoned the shirt covering his niece’s body. He lifted her up and slipped the shirt off. Oh god.