had attended more meetings than she would like. What could she do? Every time the Cabbage Patch Foundation tried to renovate a property, it was plagued with permit problems and city ordinances. This time the foundation was immersed in a zoning altercation. She was trying to build a youth home in an affluent area of Omaha when all hell broke loose with the zoning committee. Now here she was attempting to obtain the approval of the city council chairperson Thomas Galvin and his nasty band of council members. This was the first time Connie had seen Thomas since the day Samantha was kidnapped. She was so busy preparing year-end statements and helping Samantha with her New Year's Eve party preparations that she hadn't given Thomas a second thought. Well that wasn't entirely true; Thomas had a starring role in her dreams every night. The city council had a lot of business on the books today. An owner of a nightclub was trying to renew his liquor license. His establishment seemed to be a magnet for rowdy behavior and violence. The owner tried to appeal his case to the city council who voted against him 8-0. Thomas practically ripped the man to shreds for being irresponsible and for the sake of the neighborhood; the city council could not allow him to run a business any longer. Connie studied Thomas, in a different era he would have been in charge of his tribe’s war party. He had the appearance of a warrior, everything about him said lethal, dangerous, sexy, and undeniably a hunter. If it weren't for his green eyes, she would have taken him for a full blood Native American. His beard and mustache were neatly trimmed, but she often wondered what he would look like clean shaven. Years ago, he was an up and coming lawyer married to a powerful judge's daughter. Connie could still remember his picture plastered over billboards all over Omaha. Call Thomas Greywolf Galvin, contract lawyer, he will never leave you in a bind. Then the scandal broke out. Thomas Galvin and his wife were accused of running a financial swindle on their clientele. The media relentlessly hounded the couple looking for an exclusive. Once the dust settled Mrs. Galvin went to jail, and Thomas Galvin went underground. He didn't stay out of the limelight for long. He became a city councilman and started another law practice, now he was simply known as Thomas Galvin. Fresh from his divorce he became the most sought after bachelor in the state of Nebraska. Connie spotted him at several fundraisers, he had even given her the once over a time or two. One thing was certain when Thomas was on duty as a city council member he was focused on business. The carefree man who’d wanted an invitation to her bed was missing today . She didn’t kid herself into thinking that he would be lenient on her just because he wanted to get into her bed. It was Connie’s turn to plead her case for expanding the work of the Cabbage Patch Foundation. She took her place at the podium; she had everyone’s rapt attention except for Thomas Galvin. He had his head buried in some folders as she expounded on the need for youth homes in the Omaha community. “I would like to thank the Omaha City Council for allowing me this opportunity to plead our case for a new group home location in Midtown Omaha. The group homes we’ve established in South Omaha, North Omaha, and Lincoln had been successful…” At that moment, Thomas seemed to come to life, and his gaze rest briefly on her for a moment before he cut her off. “Ms. Jacobs we appreciate the work that the Cabbage Patch Foundation has done in our illustrious city. The question is why would you rezone a property for a structure that is so ill suited for that neighborhood?" "If you let me explain Councilman Galvin, you'll understand why the location is perfect for a youth home..." "Ms. Jacobs both residents and business owners in this neighborhood are concerned about the element of the proposed youth home. There is no way we can