''Richie, scrambled eggs tomorrow morning.'' Sean said after Kelly criticized his manhood, inviting Richard as his breakfast guest. He had begun to re...alize that Rich's alliance was the best chance to survive! He had no idea there was one better chance to stay the course, but Greg did.As the last member of his tribe to survive, even though he had stolen Colleen's body to do so, he knew her number was finally up. Sean had made friends with the gifts his father had brought so he was safe for now. I knew she was a creature of habit, going to the file room at set points of the day. I also knew that the file room doors were left open during business hours. Anyone could go in there at any time.By two-thirty, I knew it would soon be time for her to head to the file room again. I watched as she started getting files ready for her to bring with her, then I took my afternoon break.The restrooms on the floor were across the small hallway from the file room. Most folks don't take their afternoon. She glanced at her watch and noticed it was almost midnight. “I hate to spoil such a great evening, but I better be getting home, I have to work tomorrow.”Jack then glanced at the time, “Have we been talking that long, it seems like just a few minutes? Maybe I will see you here again sometime?” Natasha batted her eyes and flashed him a seductive grin, “I’m free next Saturday.”This time, Jack blushed and hoped she didn’t notice how much his fingers were shaking when he set down his glass. “If. Still, it was better than most of the weapons in the group that were mostly passed down by older generations primarily for hunting and defending against savages with an itch to push the settlers back across the ocean to their own native land.The handguns were mostly dueling pistols that were functional but seldom used simply because the expense of ammunition and powder was prohibitive at best. They were good for real close-in work when the redcoats were swarming over the earthen fortifications.