Over the course of a year, she had outfitted her "home" with some basic appliances, a few discarded rugs and a bed of blankets and pillows she found o... was able to steal. She lived a very basic, no-frills existence that relied on her ability to steal enough food and money to get by. She had developed a tense, quasi-friendship with a merchant who was not very picky about where his merchandise came from, and was able to set some credits aside to fund what she had named, 'The Crusade'.Katy spent. The only real reference was the gunwale.Right is stern, the two outboards sticking up that the radar saw.Cabin must be left...Flashlight! Door there, hatch, upside down, think.Salt water burning the eyes, keep them open.No door really, cabin there.Tony felt her; the flashlight's beam must have missed her. He felt a skinny leg on the inside of the cabin and followed it up. It made sense when looking back that the air trapped in the cabin was the only thing keeping the small vessel from sinking. “So, any news of the President?” I calmly inquired, getting a negative shrug from Randall.“I’m afraid not, boss. He’s likely been murdered or abandoned by now. Given how visibly senile he was, there’s a decent chance that someone just euthanized him. It would be the merciful end for him. A quick rock or pistol shot to the back of the head and his troubles and stress are over for good. Or a snap of the neck for the same effect. What are your orders to me, now, as the temporary executive for the. " Reggie said. He was right. I hadn't won yet. Not really. Not until Cindy forgave me and we started hanging out again. As we moved through the hallways, I hoped that I'd run into her, but alas, I reached my classroom and bid Reggie farewell, and with only half a minute to spare before the bell rang. As I entered the class, I felt all eyes on me. I realized this was going to be pivotal moment in my high school career. What I'd just done had the potential to derail any social status I.