All night, it seemed, she dreamed. She dreamed of her old dance partners, looking young and beautiful in their rhinestone tuxedos and shorts. But sudd...enly, they appeared old and gray and seemed to wither away before her eyes. She seemed to be watching her arthritic hands as they evolved into claws, only to flex out and fan out to her wonderment.Feeling an itch beneath her nightshirt, she reached down to scratch her graying patch of pubic hair. She awoke with a start when she discovered that. ” My eyes widened and I let out a laugh, “Of course she could. I’ve never seen anything like what she’s capable of. Okay, that might actually give us something to work on. Kaorin, we need to do some investigating cause an exception we can argue, is that Eos was also hunting Devils in the city. She said she’s a mercenary, right?” Kaorin nodded. A thin smile came to my lips as I folded the book into my pocket and lead her outside. The nearest location took us a few minutes and it was one of the. "How is it that I went for so many years, without having you in my arms? You are my angel, my savior, the one I just want to be with forever, and ever. Donna, you are sweet, charming, and you are just a flat out stone cold fox," she whispered. "Well, thank you. I think you are a frozen cold bear," I replied. Laughs blurted from her lips, and then they kissed me on the cheek. Her arms were removed from me, her hands found their way to my chest, and they pushed me onto my back. Her knees met the. ”Constance invited all of us to meet in Senator Wainwright’s private office. My family, including Daddy, along with Clint.The senator himself sat in; the yields from the Folsom raids had been that significant.But among all the major news, one little thing somehow made me feel much better. Folsom had snatched me early on a Monday morning. I had escaped on late Thursday afternoon. I thought that I’d been a prisoner for a much longer time. Apparently Folsom wasn’t gone for a full workday each time.