Suddenly a robot voice said, "State versus Jacqui Mountjoy. The charge is theft of a small bottle of scent from your employers. How do you plead, Guil...ty or Not Guilty?"She was surprised that this was the court hearing with no people taking part. She said, "Guilty," because she had been caught red-handed and there seemed no point in denying it. She expected to be fined and wondered how long it would taker her to pay.A panel saying GUILTY lit up on the wall and the robot intoned, "Since you offer. The stranger frowned at her lack of response, then noticed the box at her belt, from which lead connected to her helmet. He flipped the switch on the box, and watched her face. When nothing happened, he began again. "My dear people, I am Mr. Dodds. You have nothing to fear. I am an old friend of Ms. Rafool's, and I'm perfectly aware of her unusual hobbies. I'll be releasing you shortly, but I'm afraid I'm not here to rescue you. You see, I am your new master, at least for a while." He. "Wait until we are at the estate, old friend. I want to get William home and put that call into Dr. Mixon." Before I tell you the rest of the story," got left out of that sentence but both Ambrose and I heard it. It was also plain as day that William was as informed about "the rest of the story" as he was going to get, if Eoin had anything to say about it. William's knowledge, or lack thereof, about what was really going on would make things awkward, I was sure. But I was also with Eoin in his. “How did it go with Sam regarding the general store?” Bart asked.“He was open to the idea, but he would still like to be involved. We also discussed getting him a house instead of him living in the back of the store. I thought it was a good idea, as it’d also provide more space for merchandise and storage.”“Does he have any kin to leave the store to when he dies?”“I don’t think so. He lost his only son in the same battle where Angus was killed.”“Then the store is his ‘baby.’ I don’t want fights.