Julie had a story then: she had gone over to Dave's house early that Saturday because his wife and kids were supposed to be back at their old hometown...visiting friends and family. She knew I was working that morning so she drove over to Dave's; she had walked right through his unlocked back door, up the stairs, and into his bedroom, planning to wake him for a romp of sunny morning sex. He was snoozing there on his back. When she said "Hi Dave" he threw the covers off, sat up and said "Where's. .. suspicious. There are fourteen of us, and we have ... maybe 35 minutes of air left." Fuck!" Don whipped his head up to Lessa. "Prep a shuttle and go immediately. Bring a nurse and I'll call Kine." She was off down the stairs in a flash, belt communicator in her hand, waking Bella. Don hit another button, red lights embedded in the walls flashing."This is an alert! Everyone to standby stations! Prep a shuttle immediately, maximum cargo. Kine to shuttle, Lessa has your orders. Mel call the. " Calm down! Calm down after what that bastard did to me -- to my son." He threw another chair. This one smashed the glass display case holding some calculators and cameras. "Come out, you old bastard," he shouted to no one in particular. "Come out, or I'll wreck this store."Sam grabbed the man and quickly applied a wrestling hold. "Call the cops, Al," he yelled to the frightened druggist. "This guy's their baby."* * * * *Jack Weston stared at his lawyer through the reinforced glass of. News reports suggested that the truck had encountered problems on the journey, losing braking power as it descended into a valley. The driver and his mate had leaped from the truck just in time to watch it fly though a crash barrier and roll down the hillside. To add insult to injury, pictures showed that the truck only fell about thirty feet, but rescue workers had taken six hours to get to the vehicle, by which time many of the injured had bled to death. Only two survived out of the original.