‘Let them search. They won’t find anything. After that, maybe they’ll go away,’ Morehead answered, glibly. ‘I think that Grafton has them.�... ‘Grafton went crazy when he couldn’t find them. I think that you do have them Craiggy-boy. You’re holding the bag!’ Audrey drove in aggressively. ‘Think what you want!’ Morehead retorted. ‘Look, Craig, I’m on your side. I don’t want to turn you in—or Grafton either. I just want my share. Cut me in on the action. Nobody suspects me. I’ll hold the drawings. Five years later our little boy was already showing signs of being a great boy with much intelligence. We had raised him right and knew we would continue to do so. Traditional parents, definitely not, yet our boy was already surpassing others in his education, speaking skills, and social skills. He was a very loving boy as well, strongly influenced by ourselves, we took credit. Amber and I had talked amongst ourselves many times when we should talk to him about sex education. Kids were. Since time began you searched throughout and harvested souls like mine.You patiently waited for our time of death and collected us by design.Some are minions, some are demons and some are like I am;We would exist on this Earth as Generals of the Damned.You commanded me to survive and corrupt all innocent souls,By recruiting your minions one at a time by manipulation and control.Exuding your will through maliciousness, I get the souls you desire.So you’ll have the souls you crave for your unholy. It was her. She was pretty far from home. I pulled over and rolled down the window and asked if she was alright. She mumbled her words a little bit and said she was fine, just going home. I told her to hop in and I'd give her a ride and at first she said no but then she changed her mind. I watched her get in. She was wearing a tight black skirt with a low cut top and some heels on. We made some small talk, asking her what she was doing out this late. She had been drinking with some friends. I.