No, for right now Shelia simply needed to get the grief out of her system and Lee was the receptacle for that grief and he accepted that willingly bec...ause strangely enough - he had fallen in love with the young prosecutor.Tuesday, Current YearThey finally arrived at the crime scene and Shelia was annoyed that the press was already there, their vans parked everywhere, their television antennas high up in the air and their cameras flashing as Shelia and Lee got out of their car. "Shelia? Shelia?". "He really did need to empty his nervous bladder now with the whirl windof events as he scurried into a stall, locking the door. Just gettingthe dress off to sit on the bowl and everything down wasn't that easy,as eventually he sat on the stall not sure whether to scream or laugh ateverything that had occurred. He called his sister, ready to spew hisguts out to her now, really understanding how women manipulatedsituations.She was a good listener in general if he could get her on the phone,. I was caught unawares. I am Segoville Astarte of the haut-Magicien cabale of Tuatha,” he replied in grovelling tones.“That remains to be seen,” Arch replied offhandedly, giving nothing away as to who or what we really were, such was the fear and awe magic users were held in by the Tuathans. “Now, you will tell us of this man and why he was here,” Arch added, creating a 3D image of Clarence.“He came seeking our aid, a foreign Magicien,” the Comte replied carefully as dealing directly with. Well, it was almost over, maybe the rest of the week would be more salvageable, anyway he should get up, it was almost time for dinner. Tonight he would have to settle for eating with the rest of the fellows who lived at the fraternity... if he hadn't spent his weekly allowance so soon, he could have gone down to the local tavern. Life's a bitch.He knew he should go use the bathroom now before the great rush before dinner, but he remained on the bed, thinking of the day's events. What the hell.