..As I walked down the darkened alley I could feel the broken glass crunching under my feet. A cat, screeching, piercing my ears, a rat scurrying by, ...rushing my leg. Only another fifty feet to my destination, the darkest spot in the slimy alley connecting two scum filled streets.I turned to make sure Mrs Alston, the beautiful socialite, was still behind me. She was there, her eyes filled with fright, her heavy breathing a result of her intense fear and excitement.Reaching the darkened spot, my. Looking at the Polish wagon before them, he saw both James and Zuza peeking out at the Elves, just their eyes and hair visible. They suddenly ducked down, as if someone had noticed them.Kids.The tower.It was a sliver of white, shining against a background of green and blue. Anelie pulled back on the reins, hand unconsciously going up. Whether the others stopped or not was the farthest thought from her mind.The tower.The lake was still in the distance, trees and the form of the land still hiding. He had read the personnel files for each of the adults, but had not fully appreciated the depth of Margret and Celeste's knowledge from the brief resumes attached to each file and the short interviews he had previously conducted with Nguyen and McKinsey.During dinner Kozlowski also learned that Nguyen didn't really work for McKinsey. They had not met until after their extraction from Earth. They had only known of each other by reputation. Where McKinsey was assertive and well versed in social. Then moved to the side for some profile shots. Before going behind her, he moved closer and laid a palm on her stomach. Felt the tautness there. Brushed his hand upwards towards her breasts, to the hard nipples. Then kissed her cheek lightly and dropped his hand. She gave a little murmur, a soft release of breath as her breasts pushed forward as if searching for his hand again. He stood behind her and took two quick pictures of her rear view, and then lowered the camera to reach forward and.