‘Mother of God!’ ‘What?’ ‘Power plants…maps, directions, internal layouts of power plants—one nuclear!’ ‘What does he do for a livin...?’ Fred inquired. ‘He worked at a local power plant—very low level security…essentially admin work.’ ‘That’s not good. Let’s see what you’ve got.’ Fred perused the printed pages, seemingly lost in thought. ‘They’re all about the same driving distance from here—six hours give or take. They’re all owned by the same company he worked for. He could have received. Ann has taken a job as a waitress every night and on weekends so that she can earn some money to help pay for Frank's New York trip so she has no time to clean the apartment. Frank said he would pay me 50 dollars each time you clean his place to help me get money for my trip expenses." What do you mean your expenses?" Didn't I tell you? This big art dealer in New York is having a showing an auction of up and coming artists and their brightest students. Frank was lucky enough to be one of the. .. more than me apparently and I'm surprised that she didn't take it with her. It grinds, roasts, and brews everything except plain bloody coffee. She can make espressos, cappuccinos, lattes, and so forth, but the damned thing won't make a plain cup of joe!" They declined my gift so I set the machine out on the curb next to the trashcan. I noticed that it then disappeared about the exact same time the officers left. Sneaky bastards!After they left I resumed my little one person party and pretty. "FIRE!" A withering rain of bullets fell upon the Indians, and horses fell right and left. There was no way that the guns could stop that many horses, but the horses pulled up on their own when they came to the dense tree line. The horses were too well trained to come to a stop, but they did make a sharp turn to the right or left and run parallel to the trees.The horses turned when the defenders were still out of range of the short lances that the Sioux were using. Most of the horses that.