Holly, her assistant and the other Model arrived shortly afterwards and met me in the Penthouse. Holly who had her hair in cute pigtails and was dress...d in a tight pair of jeans and a low cut tank top T-shirt that showed her cleavage off well. “Hello! How are you?” She said walking up to me and giving me a friendly hug, her warm body pushing up against me. “I’m fine how are you feeling today? Ready to start shooting?” I asked. “You bet! This’ll be a bit different to what I’ve done some of the. I had a life outside the force. Now I will need to getour new lead under way. Seeing you now, Mandy, I hope that you will havemore time to enjoy yourself, before this adventure of yours has to cometo an end."On the way back to the shop, I took a detour to think. I had to decidewhat I was going to do. I had fallen into a pattern, which was fun. Butreality was going to catch up soon. As I walked, I was aware of someadmiring glances and a couple of loutish lecherous comments. If they hadknown what. The laptop flew into sight and decelerated into a hover beside Dad, at an angle where the cameraman would get a clear shot of it. The light from the Guardian Angel on Dad's other side was helping too.Windows was just finishing booting. I opened a blank Word document, changed the font size to 24, and typed:To: FBI.I told Mark Anderson father tell lawyer tell TV tell everyone:"Home is Embassy of God. All good people back. All bad people gone never come back. No tricks."I know TV tell everyone.. ” He turned around, expecting to see his room mate Chris with his usual shit eating grin. Instead, he got a pure black hand clamped around his mouth. He looked down, noticing the hand was coming out of the tiles below him, and he struggled harder, trying his hardest to scream. No dice, the grip this thing had on him was way too tight. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Get this fucking thing off me! The tile below him started to shimmer like water, and more hands rose out of the ground, dragging him into the.