Jen was scared that they would discover what was going on before she would be ready to tell them. I reassured her I would stick to my story and not le... her down. She thanked me and we hung up. How in the hell did all of this get to this point, I thought.Beth called me at the office on Friday morning to make sure we were still on for later that night. I assured her I would be home and had nothing to do. She told me she would be there about seven, as Lance was leaving town for a long weekend of. These had been made previously so they would be ready now. Here the devices could alter the basic DNA to what they wanted while working on the brain and body.Margaret was put to sleep and placed into the tank under full control of Max. All of her memories were copied to a special crystal so gaps could be repaired at a later date if any were found. The process actually started in the base of the spine and worked up to the brain.Tom slept beside his wife and I gave him simple duties to do that. "Jason, where did that play come from?" the offensive coordinator yelled. "I didn't call that one." No, Kyle thought it up and we thought we would try it once. Sure looked nice, didn't it?" Yeah, well, run the plays that I call, okay?"Jason wanted to argue that he should be able to call his own plays, but none of the coaches would hear about it. But he knew that it would work, and he knew that he would call it in a close game if he needed to.After practice, Kyle was invited to a party on. Stop them...but...”“You couldn't.” I hugged the Nun, pulling her to my breast. Alasnbek had been a big guy with a ready laugh. “It's okay. It wasn't your fault.”“Brother Alasnbek killed two...but...they ripped into his golden...armor...and...”I held her, letting her cry onto my shoulder. Her tears were hot and wet, soaking through my torn shirt. The pain from my wounds faded as my power repaired the damage. All the grief and fear poured out of the nun. She was incoherent for a few minutes, her.