I started out screaming, then screaming and crying, then just crying when my voice ran out. Until the day everything just stopped. The tears, the hurt... the sorrow, the anger, the grief, the torment, it all just stopped. I stared ahead not seeing, it was almost as if the world around me had vanished. That was when you came for me, you grabbed me by the arms and pulled me up, only to throw me against the wall. You hold me there, staring at me like I’m going to suddenly disappear. You nod your. But I couldn't count the Russian couple totally out of the picture. I doubted that either could mount an operation as quickly as it would have taken to make a successful snatch. With the Swamp's gun thugs riding shotgun, they were going to need a minimum of a two to one advantage in order to be successful. That would be a planning and logistical nightmare to set up in two or three days.I pretty much forgot about 'The Girls' for the time being. A lone fanatic attack was the most likely,. Everything is stark white, save for the red rose petals scattered about. White candles of all shapes and sizes are lit and placed in various spots around the room. Theres a fireplace on one side of the room, but it is unlit, seeing as it was Spring. There are slightly ajar French doors on the wall next to the fireplace, with white curtains that billow in the breeze. The doors open to a fairly large balcony that has a black wrought-iron glass-top table and two matching chairs. There is a vase of. I’ll call down and get it from him. Mac, come over here for a minute” Dad pulled me aside while Lisa looked around the lobby. “Listen, Mac your sister’s gonna attract all kinds of attention, so I want you to keep a good eye on her. If she tries to ditch you, find out what’s going on, but come and get me, OK?” “Check” I assured him. I was on the high school crew team so I felt pretty sure I could fend off interlopers. Then dad went over and said something to Lisa for a few moments, then he waved.