The faces of the two women I lived with—my aunt and my younger sister—surfaced momentarily from the depths of my selfishness, but I closed my eyes...to them.Aunt Riley was getting by just fine without my help, and Jessie—You’re running away from it.—was better off without a useless brother like me. I selected “no” again.There was no third prompt.Since I didn’t have anywhere in particular to go, I walked aimlessly around my small coastal Florida town of Navarre taking pictures of whatever happened. Loudly, I shouted again, "What's your choice? Who else wants to die?"It was silent. The crowd was in shock at the speed at which we had taken them and the violence we could offer so effortlessly compared to their efforts.A man and a woman came forward with their hands raised. "We want to go with you. We don't want to be Southlanders!" The man shouted. They continued to move forward but, before they could take the stand, they were shot down. The shooters were quickly dispatched with rifle shots.. If you say so sir but I honestly don't think..." Yes sir. Yes sir. If Sloane says so; then of course. Yes sir."Randy Carter looked at his now silent phone and shook his head."Fuck!"He and Sarah had holed up at Tina Anderson's apartment in Berkeley,waiting for Tina to call with a job for Sarah.They had got on as well. Well as much as two people who didn't trust eachother at all possibly could. Sarah actually enjoyed cooking real food fora change and feeding it to a man who appreciated it. . Turning, he quickly strips as he approaches the tub."How is the water?" Mmm...wonderful," answers Nimahel, loosely putting up her hair after rinsing it out. "But it would be even better if you joined me."Quietly stepping behind her, Thanir kisses the nape of Nimahel's neck, eliciting a soft purr from the elf."I plan to."Nimahel turns her head, sees that he is already naked, and grins. "I should have known."Thanir slips into the tub behind her. Picking up a sponge, he has Nimahel lean forward..