If the wheel house took a hit I could patch out the electrical panel at the helm for the few services I'd need to navigate and control. With that in m...nd I put a bulkhead-style locking hatch at the head of the gangway down from the main deck. Once the locking dogs were run out into the hatch frame and the locking bar was thrown not much would get through that half inch steel deck or that industrial strength pressure hatch. I also stored a two-way marine radio, some military rations, jugs of. Dressed ridiculously in an undersized tuxedo, split at the armpits. She told us everything. Thing is. I knew this guy escaped. Tonight, I was told to put him down no matter what. This time, though, I’m going straight. I order him to get down. He does it. I order him to put his hands up. He does it. I’m followed by six officers as I approach the suspect. It’s overkill, and I know it. These are no doubt as dirty as I was, these cops. These blood collectors. One of them’Branson’clubs him over the. Coming out of the restaurant, they took a long look across the expanse of concrete between their location and where the cigarettes could be purchased. Wordlessly, they decided they'd do without.Getting back to the room just seemed more important.They took the shower — together. Since Ray had already had his, he was able to concentrate mostly on assuring that no part of Carolyn Maxwell's tight little body was left unattended.She had tiny little-girl nubbins for breasts, but it didn't matter. It was at the first barbecue Bess had attended and it was the first time she had met 68-year old host, Henry. She was told he had been a long serving service man and was the life and soul of the party. His spacious back yard had a patio area and a large swimming pool, current filled with young teens splashing and frolicking about.To Bess the afternoon was beginning to drag when Henry came over to her, He asked her if she wanted to go home and get a bikini to join the youth in the pool and when.