It was winter and my month’s meal tickets expired. At the same time, I left the small room I had, not sure where I would sleep at night and though I...had no plan, fortuitous things always seem to happen, convincing me to trust, embrace the unknown and be open to what presents itself. Anyway, I was telling a friend I had met at the cafeteria my situation. He had a room in a cheap hotel and said he would sneak me in and I could stay there. We just had to be careful. His name was Hans from. As the hours passed in utter boredom, since nobody came to check on them, nor were any captives added or taken away, she fell into an increasingly despondent mood. Kidnapping she understood; it had been a part of Sicily's way of life for centuries, but the rapes, the nudity, and the shaving were not what was to be expected. Kidnap victims, female Italian ones at least, were treated with the utmost courtesy by their captors in Sicily; she herself had helped to take food to one of her father's. Amanda looked back and forth between them. "Um... is this bad?" she asked tentatively.Roquan closed his eyes and took a slow, deep breath. "All of this," he said slowly, forcing his voice to remain calm. "The sabotage, the dissent, the conflict, all the fault of the Emperor." And not Rennis," Amanda added. "Or Sirinna!"Roquan took another breath. "Point noted." He opened his eyes. "Amanda, I wish you to return to Sirinna's quarters. Vanlo, please escort her there." Sirinna is almost ready to be. Then I felt the cold steel business end of a shot gun in my side. Darleen grabbed the shot gun and said: Its ok daddy, this is Mr. Berry and hes a friend a mine. The old man didnt move until she took both her hands and pushed the gun away. He was lost one day, and I hepd him git outta here. Now I love him daddy. Go back on the porch, its ok&hellip,..go on. The old man, daddy gave me a look of death. He muttered: Well, bring em up on the porch sos I can get a good look at em. He slowly backed.