You know my name. Well, actually, that’s not quite true. Jim Baines? That’s not my real surname, of course. Some of the other names have been alte...ed, too. I don’t want you stalking me, or anyone else involved for that matter. But most of the other factual details? Yeah, they’re true. Some minor geographical and biographical adjustments just to keep the more-determined of you off our scent, for sure. But in the main, everything else is fact. So. I’m now thirty-five years old. I live in. A long shot, especially since Jacob told his witches less than Antoinette told Tash, and Tash only knew a little about the Ordo Dracul.She found the witches, and walked over to them. The quiet one, Aaron, was gone, or maybe hanging out where she couldn’t see him. Maybe he went outside, like she wanted to, cause parties were overwhelming. Moving through the crowd was horrible, and she shuddered as she brushed shoulders with people. Way, way too many people for her to be comfortable. Once she. You don’t mind, do you babygirl?? She said, ?No, of course not, Sir. I’m yours to use.? But, inside she’d hoped she was the reason for his arousal. And she was just as much as the other girl. But, he had no need to let her know that right now. Right now, he wanted her to feel used. She was his property when they were together, after all. He thought it good to remind her of that now and then, and to test her submission to him as well. He heard the slight sound disappointment in her voice too,. He used his key to open the small case. The inside is a red silk wrap. Unwrapping the silk, he removes the rotting hand and forearm and pitches it into the furnace. The small case is returned to the larger case ... he closes the large case, removes his gloves and mask, wraps them in the silk cloth and tossed them in the furnace. They ignite and vaporize almost instantly.Closing the case he descends the stair, the SS following behind. At the bottom, the fourth suit retrieves a second aluminum.