He put up his hand at the question, then pressed his headset harder against his ear."What do you want?" an old sergeant asked, "who the fuck are you?"...The 5th Brunete Battery?" John asked."Gone... out there... 'bout 20 metres away. Now fuck off!"John looked out of the trench to see piles of churned up brown earth and twisted metal. His heart jolted in his chest. "What happened?" he asked the sergeant."What do you think happened? It got plastered this morning." The crews?" How should I know? Use. Just as I decided that I could run no further, Robin stopped at a door and collapsed against it. "Leave me alone!" he shouted down the street to me, "I don't want to speak to you!" He was curled into a ball, shaking at the foot of his door. I slowly got closer. "I don't want to speak to you!" he shouted again. I could see the tears streaming down his face. I reached for his hand but he jerked it back. Then I gathered myself and gripped his shoulders, smoothed my hands over them to clasp the. I took out the meatballs sauce and noodles to eat and apple soda to drink as I sat in the backyard for lunch, enjoying the calm surroundings while I ate.There was rarely any traffic in our area since we are a little away from the town centre. My best friend, Sophie lives a block away from me with her parents. Her father, Andrew Wilson is a marine and currently away on tour in Afghanistan, while her mother, Alicia Wilson works in a bank in downtown Kenosha county.Sophie has been my best friend. We also found one at your girlfriends house. It really isn't much of a gun. Of course it don't take much of a gun at close range. Now we got a shell casing from the scene and also the slug in Burt. We can't do a ballistic check on the slug here. That went to the state crime lab last night. But what we can do is an extractor mark comparison. It is almost as good as the expert's testimony. So we are going to do one of those on both pistols."Now Wilson the lab geek has a toy called a comparison.