" Shit. You could at least wait until they see you too. Then we can all have a good cry," Joey said sniffing and wiping his eye."I think we better jus... stay in the limo," I whispered to Tommy. "It will be... dryer."I couldn't help but smile when he nodded his head silently.The limo came to a halt, and Joey's mom and dad were standing at the front door. Joey had at least told them we were bringing someone very special over.The driver opened the door, and Joey got out, followed by Sarah, then. ‘He’s…he’s an animal! You have no idea what he’s…he’s done to me!’ ‘He talked about coming here after he got out of court this morning,’ Alex said. ‘I have a feeling he might come directly here after court, so we better get ready.’ He knew more about the situation than he told Nancy. He’d contacted the court clerk and made arrangements to have Wilkinson and his friend arraigned early in the court session. And the backup car, with Luke Thomas and his partner in it, was already hidden down the. Because of this risk, I generally preferred to work alone while setting up and running samples. Most test specimens for NMRS analysis were in small vials, usually containing some type of organic or genetic material. A test batch might consist of hundreds of specimens. This would require me to repeatedly extract a small amount of material, put it in a fixture and then place it in the machine. I always tried to never come in direct contact with or inhale any material, and I don?t think I ever. So this was by no means going to be an easy match. The fight The assassin was a little taller than me. Tarl Mada stood 6 feet 3 inches and weighed around a solid 240 llbs, as he looked his helmet at me. His broadsword was a good three and a half feet long and aimed straight at my neck. He carried a 3 ft shield on his left forearm held about 8 inches from his body. As with most blacks he had quiva’s in each boot. He stood there facing me with legs at shoulder length, head lowered and his sword.