Alfred, this is Jenny.? One look at Alfredand Jenny knew that they were related. A short, slim body shape with black hairblack eyes and a face that sc...eam Korean?which is kind of ironic consideringthey were called Frings. Alfred was smiling. Wearing a yellow long-sleevedshirt with light blue pants, he looked just like Boris except that he was abouthalf a head taller. This meant that he was about half a head shorter thanJenny. ?You didn?t say you werebringing a friend, Boris.??She is not my. To be sure, I put glowing energy on a large cluster of the cells and zapped them. Just like before, the stuff her body recycled went right back to fuel more of the bad cells to split into even more cells. I tried this on the ones in the other glowing areas. They had a different energy color, but the recycled stuff came right into this area to feed the bad cells here too. When I saw the glowing and blobs of multi-colored, swirling energy kill the cells, a lot less of the material came back, but. Jawarski and I went back to my house and waited, occasionally turning on the news to see if there were any mention of a body found and a missing local judge.Jawarski said she could check at the precinct with people she knew there, but I nixed that idea. The Syndicate would be trying to find out what happened, and they’d have all their dirty cops and probably other civil servants we didn’t even know about yet, trying to get a line on who took Judge Davis and killed one of their men. Jawarski. As she was about to put this thing on the kitchen table, I came up behind her and grabbed her throat and told her very quickly not to fucking move or say a sound. She was trembling. I had the knife next to her neck and if she flinches, I didn’t care what happened to her. She was a bitch. I told her to put the things on the countertop and to exactly as I say. I was tired of being her bitch at work, now she’ll be my bitch, my whore and my fucking prostitute if I feel like it. Grabbing her like.