"I took the keys, hoping the Leach brothers had not changed the locks. No luck. The door on the store would require a locksmith to open. However, Mark...had not been so careful. My key opened the outside door to the loft. I went downstairs and asked Henrietta to accompany me as a witness that I did not disturb any personal belongings.The loft was empty. Mark's clothing had been removed, along with his furniture. Even the drapes were missing. I looked at Henrietta, showing disgust. She must have. I held them there and then pulled out the roll of tape again. I pulled out a piece of it and put it over her fine lips. I then procceded to roll the tape in layers around her head, and for each lap she made less noise. Finally I taped her legs together, she was all mine now:- Do you want this.She remained still:- If you want this I can give it to you. My wife can give it to you. We will be your masters. You will obey our every desire and do whatever we ask. You will dress as we ewant you to, do. 00am, I could tell the time from the alarm clock on Anne's side of the bed. In the soft green light I could see the guy who was supposed to be asleep down the hall standing naked on her side of the bed. It wasn't the first time she had suggested a guy might want to join us in bed but usually it was her that went to join them. As I watched I could hear Anne's regular breathing so I knew she was asleep and had probably taken a sleeping tablet after the stress of the last couple of days to help. They continued to shoot, but not for very long, until all of the Indians were dead. After the shooting was over, Abigail did her usual cropping and stuffing of the corpses.John suspected that one of the reasons that the local Indians made such an effort to stay on the good side of the Anglos was Cock Cutter's expanding reputation among the local tribes. She had attained a kind of mysterious aura of magical invincibility, and none of the local Indians wanted to antagonize her. Many local Indian.