Pressing another button a door opens revealing a refrigerated compartment beside the couch. He pulls out a bottle of champagne and two crystal flute g...asses. He pops the cork and fills both glasses. “To, an amazing holiday yet to come.” He announces handing me a glass. We toast and sip, then settle back and chat as we’re chauffeured back to jakes’ place.Chapter 2I wake, cuddled up to Jake as the limo comes to a halt. I must have dozed off after my glass of champagne and I have no idea how long. Sarah just nodded."Well, with you fooling around... it took me longer than anticipated tofinally crack open their operation files," the former professor added.He almost felt like he was talking to himself as he continued, "I didn'tfind anything that would suggest a direct investigation in my... myformer self's disappearance. However, I did stumble upon somethingelse...something which was quite troubling."Back HomeKatherine Wilson was resting her blonde head on her husband's shoulderas they. "Good point, so we will just have to be careful and plan ahead," Buddy suggested."I did buy a new shotgun at Walmart. It's going to be a while before I get mine back," I said. "I left it in the truck cause we had so much shit of yours to bring inside. I just forgot it." Well get it. It will be nice to have it around the house," Buddy said. "Like I said we will still have to plan ahead." Fuck you Buddy," I said angrily since I thought the buying of the shotgun was planning ahead."Now?" he. Mary shuddering turned to shaking and then she was sobbing, clenching me tightly. “It's okay, Mare,” I said, stroking her back, not sure why she was crying. “It is,” she sobbed. “That bitch can't hurt me! Can't hurt us! She's nothing. She's just an ant!” She was smiling and crying, and I realized that all the fear and shame and pain she experienced yesterday at the nun's hand was spilling out of her. Raping the nun was a release for Mary. She was right. We were going to be fine. And something.