Lies Tell No Tales
Chapter 11
Doctor Thomas Silverton and Dotty were coming back from the ride. He had taken her up the coast in his red corvette of all things. She would never expected for him to have and cheap in some ways.
They had stopped at a few vendors on the side of the road picking up corn on the cob, veggies and potatoes to cook at a later time. This time Dotty had treated with buying the items along the road. "I love corn on the cob Thomas. I always place a lot of butter and salt on them." She says with a yawn with starting to get tire from the long day.
"I will drop you off at the house. Unless your interested Dotty in watching a movie at the apartment complex?" He asked with turning to face her quickly having stopped on the side of the road.
Even though she was tired. She was very much interested in spending further time with Thomas in any shape or form this evening. "Love to! Maybe we can cook up some of that corn on the cob as a snack. I love movies so let head back to your apartment complex."
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After dinner with Francine Desmond. Amanda King had asked her to drop her off at the agency in order for her to find out what was going on in Russia.
Francine dropped her off while going home herself. She was tired of all of the nonsense going on at the moment. She pulled away from the curve with Amanda King walking inside.
When she reached the radio room, there were two messages for her from Lee Stetson telling her that he's all right after the attack on the Gorbac Power plant.
She was shaking her head with those messages. She didn't believe one word of his words that was written. She had asked the operator on whether there were any others from him.
"No. However it's seven o' clock in the morning with the time difference. Otherwise I understand the raid was very successful Amanda." He replied with showing her the report since she has the security level to read it.
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Thomas and Dotty were now sitting on the grey long couch. She had made the pot of six corns with them sitting in front of them with the salt and butter sitting on the coffee table.
Earlier Dotty had left a message on the voice-mail for Amanda to let her know that she is going to be staying the night in the guest room, and will be home in the morning.