Clark looked Ruth in the eye. "I can assure you - she is definitelynot boyish - and she is very intelligent."Ana drove home from the school. The decis...on was not yet in place. Butwith the help of the headmistress - and Ruth - Mrs. Clark had great hopesfor a good outcome.She had a fine impression of Ruth. She just hoped that Don wouldappreciate the consequences of whatever he decided. All in all she justwanted him to be happy.Would she go to extreme lengths to do it? She had to consider that.. It was replaced with a frown that was almost as cute as her smile. Still, I did not want her frowning at ME!"Uh, yeah... I mean... yes, I am registered, thank you. I already know who is going to win, though," I answered, opening my mouth and inserting my foot.She raised her eyebrows at this statement. "And how would you know that?" she asked."Simple. I ran a model of all known facts: the polls, past voting results, the economy, etc. Then I plugged in a percentage for the 'unknown' factor, and. This man was convicted of murdering a little boy, by driving around drunk as a Lord and plowing into the kid, who was playing outside. Omar summarized the executioner’s proclamation for me, but I was still thinking about Ruya. I can’t imagine Saudi prisons are very nice, so at least that suffering had ended. But she hadn’t seen her little boy for years. I hadn’t seen Edwin in about a month and a half, and I found I couldn’t even allow myself to think about all those precious moments from his. First the gate, then the office, it made sense. Well at least it will be the second string, I thought.I used the forty dollar cop spotlight type flashlight to scan the office and parking lot. Since I saw nothing, if there was any danger, it would have to be a sniper. A sniper wouldn't have bothered to rig the gate. He would just shoot me through the window of the cruiser. Everything considered an assessment of a low threat level was in order. After all that I simply opened the door and stepped.