“Si. That might also cause him to lose his hearing.”“Oui. I’ve just sent an email to the right people to go through some inactive files on thi.... Hmm ... a brain injury that afflicted him so, he has probably seen experts and specialists.” More typing followed. “Schön Klink in Germany appears to have the top people in the world. He’s probably been more than once; no doubt under an assumed name. Perhaps he’s gotten sloppy enough to use an old alias as well.” Luc did some more typing. “They have. "Wait let me get a picture!" Spencer yelled as he reached for his camera.Sam and Freddie reached around one another in a hug as Spencer snapped a picture of them. He looked at the image on the back of the camera."I never would have ever thought that you guys would be like this." Spencer commented."We get that a lot don't we, dip thong?" Sam asked.Freddie shook his head. "Yeah. From the three people who now know, they all have said that." We'll see ya' Spencer." Sam said as they headed for the. She would rise as he pumped, enabling him to remove her blouse and bra so by the time he gave the thrust that emptied his balls, she was naked and her tits were bouncing to be almost a blur of activity. For seconds after he had pulled out he collapsed over her, crushing her tits against the hard table, but she showed no sign of discomfort and from her mouth dribbled a tide of saliva. He then lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. Howard followed but he was like a spirit, totally. Another mind had the idea of creating ten max-sized, max-brightness, overlapping Guardian Angels, up and down the path from us, obscuring the sniper's sight.Another mind created a couple of dark blue human-shaped light blob dummy targets over us and had them 'run' down the path away from us to draw any more fire.Another mind pulled my cellphone off my clip, hit speed-dial 9 (that calls Paul's number; speed-dial 9 being our local version of 9-1-1). That mind held the phone to the side of my head.