“The committee had subpoenaed the last four years of the records of Black Bear over six months ago, before the court became involved. Those subpoena...s are still active and we still want those records,” Senator Howell said.“After the court ordered Black Bear dissolved, because of the abundance of classified materials they also ordered all records sealed forever. You will have to take up that subpoena with the courts,” I said.“JBG has to have original copies of the contracts and accounting to. I have no interest in your business as long as it doesn’t find its way to my doorstep. Do you follow me so far?’ Pablo nodded. ‘Samantha is under my protection,’ I continued, ‘I intend to bring Lizzy under it as well. If you ignore our existence, we will ignore yours. She will never talk to the Feds and we all live happily ever after.’ Pablo laughed. I didn’t see the humor so I waited patiently for him to stop. ‘Who will protect you from her?’ Pablo asked, not even trying to hold a straight. We just lay there in absolute darkness, with it thundering and pouring outside, sweating to death.I eventually took off my nightgown and lied there naked to get cool. It helped some, but not much. Being so late at night, and with the storm, it was pitch black upstairs. But occasionally, when the lightning flashed, it lit up like it was daytime for a brief half-second. Across the room I could see Johnny atop his bed ... he was naked and whacking off. Johnny does that a lot these days. He didn't. I had a full and shaggy beard that hid my neck. I was 6’3” tall, and about 320lbs.“Dr. Susan Levine?” I said. It seemed appropriate.“Yes...” she hesitated, “Johnny? Is that you?”“Yes,” I said, “It’s me.”She threw her arms around me and hugged me very tightly. It was weird. It was not particularly affectionate. It wasn’t longing. It was sad, and ... relieved. I guess she was happy I was alive.The hug ended, and she looked at me kind of searchingly.“I can’t believe you are alive,” she said,.