concealed the contraban. his mind still racing every now and then of the events that took place these past few weeks. soft thuds now approach him from behind, and though his reflexes command him to take a defense position, he need not tirn u to look --a smile forming slowly , as the inteuder e r jumps atop his lap and nuzzles his hand for a rubdown. Pawpaw Esco bar had longed for his master