Chapter Eighteen

Looking at Antonia I could not believe the audacity of the women. With her long blonde hair left to lay loose, her low cut top, mini skirt and boots, and a truck load of make up, she derived that she looked hot.

 

Truth be known to me apart from despising her; I would equate her with being a street walker.

Trying to push past me, I held firm.

"You aint getting in there so back the fuck off, and what is your fucking problem huh?, why the blackmail?" I wanted answers but like before she ignored me, her response related to me leaving her out in the passageway.

"Oh c'mon, your not gonna leave Lil ol me out here are you?" she tried again to get past, but I stood firm blocking her attempt.

"You bet your sweet ass I am, what is it gonna take for you to realise I want nothing to do with you, and what's more I never will."

She stared at me with a hurt expression on her face,

"for the love of god," I shook my head in disbelief, and without speaking another word to her, I pulled my cell from my pocket, and dialed the front desk. The phone was answered quickly,

 " Good Morning The Ritz Carlton, Angelina speaking, How may I help you?"

"Yeah, good morning Angelina, please can you put me through to reception, this is Jon Bon Jovi in the penthouse,"

"Certainly sir, one moment please...." the beeps and short music interlude played in my ear, until I heard the phone being answered "reception "

I was watching Antonia closely while I spoke,
"  Yeah, good morning, please can you send security to the penthouse suite, it's Jon Bon Jovi, I've an intruder in my suite."

"would you like the police to attend also sir?"

Knowing she had not got into my actual apartment I declined the police, answering the receptionist "no, just security and the manager."

"right away sir."

 

Ending the call I slipped the phone back into my pocket, then just stood staring at her.

The arrogance she showed with her rye smile, and leaning back against the passage way wall, was totally unbelievable, and extremely uncomfortable, what worried me was I never knew what her next move could be and that smile was very un nerving, either way and no matter what crap she tried I wanted her out of my sight and hotel. 

hearing the elevator arrive, I figured it was seconds before she would be removed, by security and the manager, but until she was gone I did not want to sigh in relief, just in case. 

she glanced to the left as the elevator doors opened and security and the manager walked out and came toward her.

The manager spoke to me first, and eyed Antonia up and down, evidently impressed with how she looked and was dressed, equally he gave me a look to say I must be crazy to turn a girl like that away, the security guard who's name was Gene, as noted on his badge, stood just behind Gary, but said nothing. 

"Mr Jovi, good morning again sir, how can I help you?" 

I could not decide if Antonia was a bigger annoyance or the stupidity of the manager. 

Trying to keep my temper in check I replied, although with sarcasm. 

"are you for fucking real?" 

"I'm sorry sir, there really is no need for that type of language, I will assist you happily, but without your sarcasm please, I received a call to say you required my service, and that of security too, so please explain" 

Taking a real deep breath I exhaled and counted from ten back to one in my mind to halt the rising wrath of my Italian temper inside, I failed. 

"You dumb ass muther fucking assole, I have an intruder, trying to invade my privacy which your staff allowed to happen despite my requests to see no one unless you were told otherwise." 

I paused and  after taking a breath continued, 

" I rang front desk and told them what the problem was, so don't fucking lay it on you don't know why you're here, just get this muther fucking bitch away from me, my band and my room, Now!"  then stepping back inside my room I slammed the door shut.

With my heart pounding at a million beats a second, I sought my wine, grabbed my cigarettes and went out on the balcony. 

Lighting my cigarette I inhaled and held the smoke in, before letting it out, standing and looking out at the city I tried hard to calm down. 

Lost in thought I didn't hear my cell ring, it was only as I pulled it from my pants pocket to call Alex our driver to come get me and take me to my lawyer I noticed a missed call from Dot.

I returned the call and stood waiting for her to answer, she didn't and after five rings it went to her voice message. 

hearing her voice brought tears to my eyes, " Hey, you know the drill, speak after the beep, thanks" I was going to leave a message but feeling as pissed and now emotional as I did I left it and ended the call. 

Placing my cell on the balcony table I finished my cigarette and wine and went back inside my room, sitting on the plush sofa I laid my head back and closed my eye's, again trying to figure how all this shit got started, and to take a five minute breather, before calling Alex. 

I don't remember much more and I guess I must have fallen asleep, as the hotel room phone was ringing, rising I walked across to the desk and answered, 

"yo" 

"Jon?"

"Dot?, hey its nice...." 

"enough with the yada yada, turn on the T.V," 

Picking up the remote I clicked the set on, the usual daytime crap of talk shows was on, I flicked through the channels while dot spoke in my ear, " you got it yet?" 

"no, what channel?" 

"sixty seven, twenty four hour news!" 

I pressed in the numbers on the remote and waited as the tv took a second to catch up, as the chanel aired the newscaster was talking to a women known as women A, and next to her was another women known as women B, they were talking about me, and meeting up for sex when I hit there towns,

I stood looking at the screen in total shock, Dot brought me back to reality. 

"Jon, do you care for me or your kids at all?" 

"of course I do, don't believe this please Dot, i'm begging you? This is horse shit, it's all horse shit" 

Suddenly feeling weak my body began to  crumple, with the latest accusations I moved and sat on the sofa, with my head held low I listened with a broken heart to my wife crying on the phone. 

and for the first time in forever I prayed to god for help. 

Chapter Seventeen

As we pulled up to the Ritz Carlton there were no reporters or fans, our accommodation for now had not been leaked,  I was temporarily relieved,  it was nice getting out of the car and being able to walk up the steps to the hotel without being hounded.  As precaution, old habits die hard and I still wore my baseball cap and glasses and only removed them as we stood in the entrance to the hotel.

 

We all surveyed the lobby then made to start the walk to the check in when The manager who's name was Gary, presented himself in front of us, extending his hand he welcomed us all to the Ritz Carlton, telling  us there were bottles of champagne in all our rooms and that if we wanted to eat there; the six course meal was given as courtesy from the hotel. I replied for us all with a simple thank you. nodding he said,

"this way gentlemen to register" without talking we followed,  all checked in, we turning and headed towards the elevator, but were stopped when the manager could be heard calling my name.

"Mr jovi, Mr Jovi sir, one more thing" I turned and walked back and met with the manager coming towards me; 

"sir, can I enquire, should any female person arrive to the hotel requesting your room, what are your instructions?" he smiled at me and stood close and tapped his nose and winked an indication as to what he was talking about.

I could not believe the less than professional conduct of this man, it normally took a lot to piss me off but this guy had managed to do it in minutes of meeting me, something of a record.

Leaning in towards him, I snapped my reply,

" unless I tell you ahead of time I am expecting company of anyone male or female, you do not under any circumstances send them to my room,  or disclose by phone call or in person that i am staying in this establishment, I trust you can do that, you do seem reasonably intelligent?"
He stood looking at me, bright red in colour, then nodding his head he replied " but of course sir" adding as I walked back to the guys and the elevator

" just call front desk if there is anything I can do for you,"

with my back to him I raised my hand in gesture acknowledging him, and dismissing him at the same time. I missed the previous manager,

having stayed at the Ritz before Adrian was much better suited in his role and could carry off sincerity with dignity, this guy, well it was like eating loads of jello and ice cream and realising to late when you barf it was too much,  and I had no doubts at all that if the press came round looking for me, he would leak where I was in a second.

 

In my minds eye's this guy had no moral standards other than to better his own welfare and gain.

I was relieved we would only have to stay for two nights, and I would make a note to Di not to book us in to the hotel again unless the management had changed.

 

Catching up to the guys we made our way to the elevator and to our rooms,  Rich asked,

" you look pissed, everything alright?"

"Yeah, its good." I tried my best to smile but Rich knew me too well as did Dave and Teek,

"What the little shit want?"

" he wanted to ask if there would be any females calling to the hotel to see me, then tapped his nose and winked to let me know he understood."

"What a fucking ass"

"You told him right?"

"I politely put him in his place.."

"all three responded and at the same time,

"Yeah I bet you did"

Laughing the ride to our floor the banter between us was good.

 

As the elevator came to a stop, we exited and made our way to our rooms, the guys were in good spirits, It was rare, for us as mostly on tour when we arrived in town we would have had a gig the same night, but this was a rare rest day so the time now till tomorrow nights gig was totally our own. 

I knew my plans, I was meeting my lawyer but knowing the other guy's as well as I did I would bet $100 bucks that Teek and Dave would go out and take a trip out round the city, and Rich will just want to sleep, as he said to me on the drive over, I was to blame for him being awake most of the night, and what pissed him off was I wasn't the blonde he imagined staying up for.  

Saying bye to the guys I unlocked my door and walked into my suite, putting my bag on the floor, I needed a drink, opening the mini bar, I took out a bottle of chardonnay adding ice I poured the wine into a glass and walked around the room.

Opening the drapes and the veranda 

doors I stepped out onto the balcony, I surveyed the area and despite the hustle and bustle below, the tranquility from the pent house was alluring, I sat and just enjoyed being alone, it was easy to forget the stress of the last few days and I could feel my body now start to unwind, a big relief and help for when I met with one of the partners later, as my regular lawyer had been called away to some murder accusation, his secretary had rung to tell me the other senior partner Michael Ward would be meeting me, with my mind relaxing I felt great and ready to explain the dilemma I had been forced into, I was enjoying the break and tranquility when a knock on the door broke my concentration. 

Disgruntled I walked to the door and opened it, "Hey Jon baby, miss me?" total horror and disbelief as stood before me again was my nightmare Antonia. 

"what the fuck are you doing here? How the fuck you find out?" 

"Oh baby, that's easy, but I aint telling you all my secrets just yet" 

Chapter Sixteen

Matt had made up my sleeping quarters as I asked, and I was able to sleep for the flight,  well for an hour, and despite all the trauma I slept well.

 

Now I was getting up after Diane knocked on my door to tell me we were 20 minutes from landing at Cleveland Hopkins International.

 

Pulling on my pants and T, I joined the guy's in the main cabin and took my seat for landing.

Teek was reading a book, Dave was watching a movie and Richie was staring outta the window listening to the latest gadget in music his I pod, I did not get it, computer downloads? why? what was wrong with a disc or record anyway?, turning my head away, I glanced out of the window and then my watch, the time was 12.20pm, I was so lost in thought I did not hear Richie come over, ever since the shit began and Rich had made the appointment with my lawyer, that's all I could think on. I was convinced I had more legal rights than just taking out a restraining order.

As he sat opposite he asked,

"hey how you feeling?"

"ok I guess"

"Sleep well?"

"Yeah, not bad, just need more of it now."

"guess your gonna sleep at the hotel then eh?"

"umm, hope so."

"So you think there's gonna be a circus waiting at the terminal?"

"I guess so, they cant let this scandal not go un reported, guess we will have to do as before eh?"

"Who's our driver in Ohio?"

"Alex"

"He been told?"

"I guess, Barry normally radios ahead to let the team know what's going on."

"Want me to get Di to check."

"Yeah, good plan"

Richie got up from his seat and went to talk to Di who was sitting at the back of the plane near the office quarters.

As he sat when he came back he smiled, "She already taken care of it."

I felt a sense of relief, Di was a great help and knew me so well, and was efficient and took care of everything most times without me even asking, I guess that's why she had been with us for fifteen years.

 

The captain came over on the flight intercom, asking for everyone to put there seats back to the up right position and then reported the weather and current climate before wishing us well on the next leg of the tour. Tightening my belt, Rich clicked his in and we watched through the window as the ground became larger and we touched down on the tarmac, with the plane taxi -ing to his stand we started collecting our stowed bags then sat until the plane stopped.

 

There was a delay in the stairs being brought to the door as they were being used to off load a big liner, with the delay we all sat down and just waited, Di came over to speak to me, "Mr Jovi I have arranged for a car to be waiting at the bottom of the stairs, the driver will take you to the VIP immigration clearance., where when you exit the airport Alex your regular driver will be waiting for you. I have also been told by Alex there are a hand full of reports and photographers waiting, but he said they should not cause you to many problems."

 

"Thanks Di." she smiled as she went back to her seat. Minutes later the cabin door was un locked and we disembarked from the aircraft, as Di had said there was a car waiting to drive us to the VIP desk of immigration and clearance, we passed through easily and then walked to the exit where we could see the car and Alex waiting for us. 

Rich asked, " you want us to surround you like before or you good?"

"Stay close in case?"

the guys stood by my side and were ready to close in if needed. nearing the airport doors there were maybe seven or eight reporters not like back in New York where there were over a hundred, as we left the shouting of my name and same questions as before but no pushing or hounding or flash photographers in my face, we managed to get into the car and set off with out problem.

 

"What's are hotel here?"

"erm, one second I have that its the... er," Rich riffled through his bags for the details,  "C'mon rich were will be there and not know at this rate?"

"Got it, its the Ritz Carlton"

 

 

Chapter Fifteen

Reaching the revolving doors we all squeezed in and shuffled  through, immediately as I embarked on the sidewalk the press were surrounding us, I was possibly a metre from the car, but with the pushing and shoving and the camera's flashing, it was proving a far harder task than I thought. Dave cried out in pain as a photographer pulled him by the arm practically dislocating his shoulder trying to get a picture of me. The manager was being pulled in all directions but he stood firm and linked his arm with Tico and Richie to enforce the protection.

All I could see were flashes, but I kept my head down and just kept pushing forward,  and then my name, being called with questions over and over.

"Jon, over here, was the affair worth it?"
"Jon have you seen your baby yet?"
"Jon, why did you cheat?"
"Jon what does your wife say?"
"Jon five minutes..."
then flash, flash, when at last we broke through to the car door Tico wrenched it open for me to climb inside, quickly followed by Dave, Tico and Richie. with the door now pulled closed and locked I ordered Barry to take us to the airport.

The waiting press and fans then surrounded the car, and although the windows were blacked out at the back still the camera's were being flashed,  no angle to the shots, just camera's pressed to the glass and aimless shots being taken. the fans banging on the glass trying to break through to get to me, I looked at a couple then decided it was best to keep my head down, until Barry was able to drive through the rabble and hit the road.

It seemed like forever until we finally managed to break through and hit the open road, although I was not out of the woods as some of the press had taken to tailing my car to the airport.

Barry drove fast but safe and drove us to the  entrance to departures, now I was facing another inquisition I had to get through check in and security un hounded, pulling my glasses down we walked at a fast pace to the VIP check in desk, we had just checked in the last person when we heard the press running across the concourse of the airport shouting my name.
Like vultures circling there prey in seconds I was surrounded, microphones were placed at my mouth, camera's were pointed and shots taken, I was grateful to Richie who moved in between and grabbed my arm and marched me forward, they continued their pursuit until I arrived to go through security, but although they could not follow they still stood shouting my name and taking their random pictures, emptying my pockets of lose change and metal I walked through the detector, praying it did not bleep and I had to stand and endure the scanner being run over my body, some luck was going my way and I was soon on the other side away from prying eye's and the press.

I stood just to the left of the security area and could just see through the cracks of the room the press start to leave, all of them happy in that their quest was successful they had their pictures of me, although none had a story as such.

Richie joined me first, "You ok?"
"Yeah, fine, nothing I won't live through anyway, you?"
"yeah I'm fine, think Dave's in some pain though."
we stood waiting, Teek joined us next, and Dave came through last. "You ok Dave?"
"Yeah, think so, arm hurts a bit, but I'll live"
I had to thank Dave, well all the guys really,
"thanks Man, I really appreciate your help"
Dave smiled and said, "its fine long as you do the same for me someday?"
"I nodded and patted his arm which immediately caused him to wince., and then lead to me apologising.
Teek and Rich, were laughing, and both concluded right now I could not do right for wrong.
I had to admit it was nice having my brothers with me and we all walked laughing down to the departure gate ready to board our flight to Cleveland, despite the trauma all of our spirits were high.

Arriving at the departure gate, we walked along the galley tunnel and boarded the Jovi jet, Captain Preece Mulholland greeted us and welcomed us all aboard, he asked for us all to take our seats and get buckled up as he wanted to taxi so not to miss his slot.

With the hand baggage stowed we all sat, Diane walked past on route to her seat and handed me the papers from that morning, sure enough there plastered all across the front page of the Manhattan Echo was the story about me and the affairs and having a baby daughter.

Who the fuck had given these stories? I knew the answer to one, but no idea about who had told about the baby, anger was swelling in my gut again, and the sooner I met my lawyer, I figured the sooner I could end this shit, folding the paper having read enough of the trash; I threw it on to the table and with my head back and belt fastened I shut my eye's and prepared for take off.

Chapter Fourteen

Rich stared at me, then hung his head down and still did not finish his sentence, "well tell me, what about my wife?"
"forget it, it's a stupid idea"
"tell me and I'll let ya know?"
"I thought, ya know as Dot has had the letter for months, do you think she is......"
Frustration was starting to pound away at me,
"for the love of god rich, just fucking out with it?"
" Ok, is she behind all this, cause she wants out of the marriage?, is she the person setting you up?"
" What?, .....fuck no, that's crazy man"
"I know, I know, that's why  I stopped myself, I knew saying it out loud it was crazy, but it started outta my mouth before I could stop it...  "
"Yeah, well, ya can't start a sentence like that then leave it, ... what the fuck made you think that anyway?"

"I dunno, it's just after we spoke, something aint sitting right with how Dot reacted, it was a stupid idea, can we forget it?"

I was stood by the bar listening, something in what Rich said resonated with me too, cause it was strange about the letter and how she reacted to what I told her, but I knew in my heart she was not the one involved in all this crap I was dealing with, but like rich there was something not right with Dot and like Rich I had no idea what it was.

 

Rich stood waiting for me to answer and was holding his hands in the air in surrender. 

"it's ok, forget it bud"  I waved my hand at him to dismiss him, as my attention was drawn to the commotion that could be heard coming from outside.

 

Walking over to the window I pulled back the drapes, and looked out and down at the scene unfolding below; gathered now were press and pap's everywhere, along with a few fans too.
" Rich, I think we have a problem, or I do, come look see?"
Rich walked over to join me,

"Aw shit, good news travels fast eh?, how you wanna handle this?"
"you notice a back way outta here?"
He shook his head, "nah, only way I saw was the main entrance"
"fuck, gotta feeling I'm gonna need more than baseball cap and glasses"

 chewing my lip I stood thinking, In the past I had got Barry to pull up right outside the hotel entrance and at the last minute I had made a run and got in the car, difference was, that was when I was avoiding to many fans, this time it was the press. I ran through the idea with Rich.
"you think that'll work?"
"if that's our only option, we gotta make sure it does, I'll get the rest of the guys and we can surround ya too and get us a bit more time"
I smiled, "thanks, you gonna tell the guy's?, no doubt there gonna want answers too"
"sure they will, but we have been a band for a lota years Jon, they will know this is horse shit, they'll get your back like me, so relax ok? you can tell um when your ready, they aint gonna push"

I nodded and walked to the phone,  "Ok, lets do this" I picked up the receiver and dialled an outside line and rang our driver, he answered in two rings,
"yes?"
"Barry, it's Jon have the car brought round in five ok?, there's press and fans I need to avoid so you know the drill right?"
"sure thing sir, in five"
I hung up and turned to back to Rich, "you got five Rich"

He said no more but left to go get his bags and the guys, I switched off the TV set and grabbed my flight bag, cap n glasses and stood waiting by the door, seconds later I heard Rich,

"yo you ready?"
I opened the door to Rich and the guys, both Teek and Dave slapped me on the back, and held a look that said they were in it together. I guess the unity of being band brothers was even more evident now more than ever, and I felt blessed to have such great friends.  

turning back I closed the door to my room as we all made our way to the elevator, Teek took the key cards and said he drop them at reception. One thing less for me to do.

We pressed the call button for the elevator and stood waiting, all of us praying it was empty when it arrived. 

When it arrived and the doors opened we were all relieved it was empty, me more than the guy's, stepping in Dave pressed zero and too close the doors,  now as it began moving it was only seconds away before we faced the carnage of the waiting press.

 

Reaching the bottom, the familiar sound of the ping as it came to halt, "Dave asked, "Ready?" I nodded and the guys responded the same; the doors opened,  and we all stepped out, as we began walking to the entrance the hotel manager walked over to greet me.

 

"Mr Bon Jovi, Can I offer assistance?"

I stopped and looked at the guy's, they all agreed having an extra body to shield me would help me get to the car better than just the three, I asked, and was surprised when the manager agreed, he took the key cards from Rich too and said he would send an invoice to my working address for the guy's rooms, he gave me my room Free of Charge by way of an apology for the less than professional handling of his staff  indiscretions.  

 

With us now all walking to the exit, it felt like I was about to walk into a lions pit, but there was nothing that could be done and as the guy's took their positions around me, I donned my glasses and cap and prayed I made it out into the car safe with out incident.  

Chapter thirteen

I stood looking at the TV, unable to comprehend how they knew about everything, I got how they knew about Antonia cause she threatened to spread her lies unless I agreed to her blackmail, but how the fuck did they know about my so called illegitimate child?, what the fuck was going on?.

Stood deep in thought I was interupted when my cell rang in my pocket, reaching inside I pulled it out and looked at the number. It was matt my brother. I answered.
"yo"
"Jon, you got the tv on?"
"Yeah"
"What the fuck?"
"don't believe it Matt, ok I am innocent,"
"really? "
"Yeah, your questioning me? since when have you been declared judge n fucking jury?"
"look, bro, sorry, ok?, but fuck those pictures and the baby is the sitting image of ya?"
"right so that makes me guilty then eh?"
"no, but how do you explain it?"
I was feeling real pissed with matty cause the question's he was asking I wasn't avoiding, I just honest to god did not have the answers, so decided to cut the call.
"look matt, I'm busy right now, I'm meeting my lawyer later in Cleveland, so let's leave it till then ok?"

Hearing the tone of my voice Matt backed down,
"Yeah, ok, sure bro, your the boss, I'm here though when you wanna talk"

Ending the call I was still pissed and paced before I got some coffee and went and sat on the sofa and watched the story on the tv.

" Jon Bon Jovi the poster boy of marriage has dropped his title after having two affairs, the earlier of the two creating a baby who is the spitting image of her father, our reporter is at the hotel by MSG awaiting word from Jon or his camp, anything yet Shaun?"

The link switched to the reporter outside my hotel, "no, nothing yet Coral, we tried for an interview with the man earlier, but the hotel manager after talking to Mr Bonjovi reported he is nor doing any interviews right now, and no one in the Bon Jovi camp is available for comment"

Engrossed in the story I jumped when there was a knock on the door, I went to answer, " who's it?"
"Richie man, open up"
Unlocking the door I let him in, "fuck bro you see the news?"
Nodding I pointed at the set, "Wtf, a child where the fuck that spring from?"

"me I'm told."

"You don't remember?"

"No, Rich I don't and what's more I don't remember the women in question who is saying I had a night of passion with her."

"Whoa back the truck up, how you know that and they aint shown no pictures of her just the kid."

reaching inside my back pocket I pulled out the letter and passed it to Rich to read.

"holy fucking shit."

"Yep, I swear to god Rich, I have never seen that women before in my life."

"I have Jon?"

"what?"

"Yeah, I know her"

"How?"

"Hyde Park right?"

"Yeah, "

"Matty brought her back stage after the show, you met her signed an autograph and posed for that picture with her, Matt and I were with ya, Matt was flirting with her, and she was flirting with Matt,  you were polite as always but it showed you wanted some down time so they left with me and came back to my dresser, had a few drinks and she left."

"Great, but that don't explain the baby?, all I know is, I did not sleep with her and that I did not know her."

"well this is my guess, but I would stake a bet on the fact that her and Matt met later and shall we say were intimate?"

 

What Rich said was like a light bulb being switched on, of course, it wasn't my gene's the baby possessed but Matt's, he was a Bongiovi too.

smiling at Richie I felt a small bit of relief, I knew I wasn't crazy, with everything that was happening

I had began to wander if I was in some alternate universe or something.

 

"Question, how the fuck do I let Matt know he's a possible dad?"

"get a paternity test done, both you and him, those test are ninety nine point nine percent accurate, then you will be sure"

"Right so I just go up to Matt and ask him to donate his spit on a bud?"

"for the love of god Jon, for someone so smart you really can be a fucking dumbass muther at times"

"Hey, Sambora"

"You show him the letter and picture, he will remember her for sure, she was a hot babe, then tell him your having a paternity test to prove you aint the kids pop and suggest he do same."

nodding I agreed,

"So, how did you get the letter?"

"oh, yeah, well I went and saw Dot, you know that right?"

"Yeah, I'm guessing it did not go well?"

"well?, Rich, it did not go anywhere, other than Dot not believing me, and dropping this bombshell in my lap."

"Whoa, that aint like Dot, so what's she say?"

"nothing really, she just kept saying I did not mean to hurt her intentionally, and when I asked, and swore I had been faithful she went and got that letter out of the mail desk, but no what don't figure, she had that letter six months ago and kept it hidden?, why the fuck would she do that eh?"

"That's weird man, weird, its like Dot...." Rich stopped mid sentence, "Like Dot what?" he stayed quiet and just kept looking at me.......

"For the love of god Rich what?"