How many people had died waiting for a cure that had already been discovered?It had forced the liquidation of more than one international pharmaceutic...l. These companies were not allowed to go into bankruptcy and thus escape liability. It wasn’t just the companies but the people that ran them.It had one other benefit. The discovery of many other low-cost treatments and outright cures. Cures that they had buried so they could keep selling their overpriced drugs. They treated symptoms but offered. "Mia!" Martin raged, "Get into that den right now or I'll give you double what I was planning to give you."Mia wanted to curl up and die. What had she done that had been so wrong? All she did was go see a movie with a boy in a public place and have a little ice cream. Now she was at the mercy of a madman. "No Popoff," she sobbed in anguish, "Please Popoff."Angel had always felt her timing was terrible. She had been running a few errands and on a whim she decided to stop by her parent's house. Most of the session had been devoted to working out acceptable rules for living together. Jerry had insisted that she "never pollute my room," but then he was also willing to make all sorts of agreements about his language and what he would say. They'd spent the last two days like what Jerry called "new cellies" and aside from eating together they didn't see each other.Jerry had spent the first hour of the session with the counselor in private, and then it was Jenny's turn. They had finished. " Right now?" Yeah! Silly!" She giggled. "Hurry up!" Okay." I hung up the phone and then wondered if I should have said goodbye first."Oh! Hi, um..." I blinked at the Hispanic woman who opened the door. "Is Candice home?" Si." She looked me up and down."Can I see her?" I asked and I knew they had a live-in maid, but I'd never met her before. She didn't seem too friendly."Si," she said again and then said something else in Spanish and stepped aside to let me in."Thanks," I said, giving her my.