The man with the dark hair, a stranger to her, was pointing a gun down at her, and it occurred to her that this might be it. This might be the last th...ng she ever saw.She covered her mouth with both hands to stifle the onslaught of screams that threatened to climb out. Don’t give him a reason to shoot, she thought, and it was the clearest thought she’d had in a long time.“S-s-stop,” she stuttered on a quiet, choppy breath out. “P-” She squeezed her eyes shut in frustration. “Please don’t. . she grinned at me on her way out the door."Have you met Debbie before?" asked Dr. Payton."She does look familiar. I can't place where I know her from though." I'm sure it'll come to you. Now then, have you had your bed raised to a sitting position yet? It might be more comfortable for you while we chat." Not yet, no." Why don't we try it when Debbie gets back; if she'll let us. She seems to be pretty protective of you." Dr. Payton then took on a sly expression. "Let's just test that theory. I decide that I would not allow him the pleasure of touching my foot on the way home. I want to tease him. I slip off my shoes. I watch his eyes. I see them travel down my legs to my toes. I wiggle them and laugh to myself. I look over and I can see he is hard and ready. I can tell he wants my foot in his lap badly. He goes back to watching the road. As we drive down the road the leaves from the tress are falling are cover the road. It is just starting to rain, that misty rain I love so much. I. . !" Jack McCall said," We don't want all the town's riffraff. Why don't we limit it to a very small group, maybe, say 20 people or so. Just invite the ones who can afford to split the cost of the Prize money." Well... , I'm not sure how exciting it would be, anyway," Mr. Ownsby, the Owner of the General Store pointed out."Why is that?" Jack McCall said, getting upset that anyone would dare to pour cold water on the exotic idea that was beginning to take shape."Well... , some of those little.