They want to ask you some questions.”A middle-aged uniformed cop appeared in the doorway behind her, sporting a name badge identifying him as Office... Langham. “Mr Kevin Randell?” he asked.“Yes,” I replied.“I understand you know Joanna Kafkasian. Her parents have reported her missing and she’s not answering her cellphone. We’re concerned for her safety. The last sighting we have for her is with you at your school prom. We have some questions we’d like to ask you.”Once my panic was under control,. His flashlight had been in the hand closest to the wall, so he had not felt it recently. Placing the light on the ground, letting it roll until the switch provided a natural brade, he placed his palm on the ground beside him. The rock was indeed warm. So, too, the air around him. The girl's nudity was beginning to make more sense."I need a drink." Detaching the canteen from his waist, he brought it up to his lips. The water was still cool. It was half gone, though. These creatures had better. I finished my second beer as we went back into the house with towels over our shoulders.Not wanting to get the couch damp I dropped my panties, I'm sure she didn't have to but did anyway. After I had scanned the tv guide and found nothing on she mentioned that had brought over three movies over. I asked her what they were and she read off the first two names, older movies but good ones. I had to pry the third name from her and found out it was a porn movie. She didn't know if I wanted to see it. He thought darkly. The glitter of light on the blade caught her attention and she gasped in horror, her eyes flashed to and fro looking for an escape. Jimmy shouted at the enraged bandit, “Wait! If ye’ve nae care fer the ransom ye can kill her after and we’ll throw the bodies over the side after we’ve weighted them down!” The bandit approached purposefully and drove a knee into her chest, pinning her to the ground and snarled “It matters not! Dead or alive she can still pleasure!” Her vision.