Johnson, and all rights are reserved under copyright laws of the United States and other countries. Chapter 33 Haley had never stolen anything in her...life. It bothered her as she walked out of the church. Why when she first resorted to thievery, had she chosen to steal religious items? She made a mental note to return the item once it was of no further use to her. She wasn’t sure if she was on the right track, but the thoughts that had almost overwhelmed her on a couple of occasions that day. " Yes Mistress," and read it. When he was done, he was blushing a bit,but he seemed more concerned with his lack of a writing utensil. I slida black pen across my desk to him, and he said "Thank You Mistress." You're welcome Neil." Then I opened up my drawer and pulled out anunopened package of a really bright red lipstick, and put that on thecorner of the paper he was signing. "And use that to mark it." Mistress?" Open up the lipstick, pt it on your lips, and kiss the bottom of thepage." One. Before he expired he managed to convince me that he didn't know what happened." One old lady is hardly a threat, Tomas," Kija chided the Ninja. "Please have the Court Torturer and Executioner return to me." But, Sire," Tomas said, pointing towards a pair of black cowled figures standing against the far wall near Kija, "They are right there at their posts."Kija glanced to his left and stared briefly at the two, then yelled, face reddening, "I know that, of course, you fool! I meant instruct them. 7 giga-Watts of power, anywhere I want, with fantastic bifurcation if I choose. And I lock down on a single 2.99 eV photon.Locking photons is such a bizarre feeling. They don't really exist as a point or a wave. You can see that in the QED math, and it's also true when I probe the quantum reality. At the quanta level, I feel the complex wave function of the photon as a "promise", a tiny promise for interaction flying around the universe, sometimes being fulfilled and sometimes not. It's so.