Satisfied with my plan I doused the lights and donned my trench-coat before setting the alarm and letting myself out onto the darkening street.Heels c...icking along the stone pavement, my mind picturing GI Jane bent over a barrel as the cat's tails shredded her uniform the angry squeal of tires on damp tarmac wrenched me back it the present. The cyclist caught in the headlights of the car, the sickening plunge as the swerving car's bumper clipped the rider who was thrown down to slide along the. The Hammer ended all those bad memories just by his presence at her side. He was the one who trained her how to use the thin stilettos like a professional assassin. She was able to dispose of a target so quickly and effortlessly that she would be away on about her business before the fool even knew he no longer existed.The man dressed as a Brother of the true word was a huge man. He too was able to hide his bulk of muscle under the long flowing brown robes which also served to hide his two. You two might hit it off.”I nodded. Later in the week, Matt confirmed Friday with me saying that his wife was looking forward to meeting me. He admitted that his sister was going to be there but wasn’t so sure about it. I told him I understood since I wasn’t either. He said that we would watch the Braves play on TV after supper so would have that activity as a buffer. I smiled, “I think you have us both protected.”Friday came and I followed Matt to his apartment in my truck.Once there, I met. .All we knew was pain. Our chests were exploding, our skeletonsshrinking, our faces wrenched, our hips expanding... a sudden whooshbetween our legs... and we couldn't feel what we should have been ableto feel between them. Our bodies seemed to be covered in a mist...which when it faded, revealed we were now dressed in high fashion partygear. We couldn't stand up of course. Our stiletto heels... Falling, Ibroke my fingernail extensions. Then... we got up, still dazed. Werolled over on the uneven.