“And, you are paying his way then, the kid’s?”“Yes,” he said. “In due time, I might consider teaching him the method, my method. He’s a ...good kid. We’ll be seeing.”****“We’d talked, barely. She’d elocuted her crime, peace had been declared albeit that it was a conditional and tenuous peace; but since, nothing. Not a word, not a post card nothing, and it was some three months since the soccer game. We did live a hundred miles away, so maybe it wasn’t all that surprising; but it still seemed odd. His look was not like that of his brother.-well…not that…i decided to stay outta here today, so that your girlfriend…--…oh come on man, she is not my girl friend!-Imad disturbed what Salih said. I silently laughed as it was funny to see these two giants fighting over an issue related to me.-Salih, do you not remember what mom said? Have no affair with the girls of her religion, right?-What does that mean? Does she hate us as well? I thought I should ask him.-imad, does your mother hate us?--not. M. morning pick-up time. This meant that some emergency had probably arisen out at the plant. Or maybe it was some emergency of a personal nature that would require Matt’s presence and assistance this early in the morning.All of this shot through Matt’s mental processes in the split second before he said, “Yes, Sir?” rather than offering a simple hello.“Matt!” David’s voice sounded as if he were under extreme stress. For a moment, Matt wondered if the Burtons might have experienced a home. He came to the door and motioned her to leave. “We’ll have to take it up with the management. The stairs are right there, so I bet we go down the stairs and we’ll be back on the first floor.” He closed the door behind him. He had taken his wife’s advice and changed into khakis and a sport shirt.“Smart ass.” She took his hand, and they went down the stairs.The foyer was empty, but they heard some voices and headed towards them. They went through a large dining room and continued through an.