Betty Mae was holding Mick’s hand and holding back tears, because he was unconscious.“Looks like everything here is under control. Please come and...see me before you leave town, Mr. O’Dell.”“Will do, Sheriff.”I turned to see the doc sewing up inside the wound and when he finished, he began to sew up the outside of the wound. Every once in a while, he would stop working and spray some liquid around the wound. When he was done, with Betty Mae’s help, he rolled Mick over onto his back and examined. She had no real want for money. No real envy for shopping. She didn't believe in the tradional god. Hallows was on his way on getting the town to fear him again. Not as a mobster though, a tactic that didn't work to much the time before. But instead a legend. He would make everyone know who he was through his malicious actions. He wanted to be a symbol of fear. The first few victims were already found, the entire town was already nervous. It was time to make them scared. Carla love coming on. What were you doing when I walked up? It looked like you were off somewhere, like lost in a fog.”“I was just thinking about me and Alex. Sometimes I don’t know what to do.”“Well, talk to me. I’m a girl.”“Today, after we had lunch together and I had to go to my afternoon class, I hugged her and kissed her and then just held her.”I wanted to tell Gianna what happened when the two idiots saw us but I didn’t want to make her mad. She had a temper sometimes, especially when somebody said something. " And the van full of Greeks... ?" If you even mumble the words, Helen, Hector, Achilles or horse I will be forced to use harsh language freely." Kris laughed. "It's an oldie, but the classics are classics for a reason." So what's out there tonight? We're safe enough in here, but we can't be housebound forever." Plenty friendlies, bad guys resting, maybe waiting for a better chance. Some extra patrols. Should be a quiet night." I'm afraid they might try something during the day using people as.