I was unable to figure out where Wendy was until tears falling against my forehead caused me look up into her eyes.Wendy was kneeling in the water and...looking down at me. She looked almost heartbroken, and I started to reach my right arm up to touch her face when Darryl spoke again. "So the great Hector has finally fallen. The mighty isn't so mighty anymore." And now like Achilles you'll drag my body around the courtyard for the next twelve days," I managed to quip as I tried to get back on my. I didn’t like the way her father allowed the troublemaking customers to fondle her adorable plump bottom like she was one of the saloon girls giving out free samples to prospective clients. Of course, she just giggled and made a joke of it but I could tell she was mortified and ashamed that her beautiful figure caused unruly males to grab and take advantage of her because her father had no sense of right and wrong.The sheriff was already boozing it up inside his filthy jail littered with junk. “30 credits!” the woman yelled after him in a shrill voice, her thin claw-like hand grasping for his jacket. The two bikers laughed mockingly.Killing you all would be a pleasure.“The existence down here is getting worse,” VIC remarked after they had achieved some distance from the mother and daughter “More refugees and more rampant poverty than last time.”Jack didn’t answer. He was still fighting the urge to go back and blast the woman and the bikers.“Aiden lives down here,” VIC pondered, and. "He hung up the phone, and settled back to wait. It was just at five minutes, when there was a knock on the door. As he went to answer the knock, he heard the shower start to run. At the door he signed his name and room number to the bill, added a nice tip and took the tray from the waiter's hands. He turned back into the room, kicking the door closed behind him, and went to set the tray on the table, settling back into the chair again... Maggie entered the room, with a towel raised in her.