I had tears well up in my eyes, but fought them back, checking that Katie was still playing safe and ‘Karate’ occupied at the nearby shop.“Sorry...about Freddie, Con, I really liked him.”I played Sunday golf with her husband Freddie Evans until seven years ago. He told me that he was diagnosed with a virulent strain of cancer and worried about leaving Connie alone after he passed. They couldn’t have any children, so she had no-one to care for her if she needed help. Connie’s ex-husband beat her. We were just talking to your wife. Pleased to meet you."But the man just swept me aside with the back of his arm and continued past me. I staggered, off balance. He took two more strides toward Willie, raised his huge hand, and hit her hard across the face, knocking her to the ground. "You fuckin' BITCH!" he screamed. "I told you to stay in the tent!" He reached down, grabbed her by one arm, hauled her to her feet, and raised his hand to strike again.I truly don't remember taking the two steps. " Then Iaccelerate, and he responds with more grunts and spasmodic, uncontrolledthrusts that so unbalance him that my skinny arms strain to hold himupright. When Hector cums, a thick coating of salty, ropey jism fills mymouth. It is slimy and sour, like it has been stored too long andabsorbed to many drugs and other toxins from the poisonous world Hectorinhabits. I swallow quickly to make room for the next spurt, even larger,and then another, a little smaller and thinner, and finally, I. .." Multiplex suffered a fatal wound, and is under my control. He has proven quite useful," Tombspawn replied dryly. "He is quite interesting. He has positions in every major branch of authority and service. He will know instantly if you contact the police, the Army, the National Guard, anyone really. One instant later I will be informed, and one instant after that, they will be dead." The police already know, you son of a bitch. They're standing outside my front door, trying to get in. Whoever.