By that time, I was beginning to feelkinda sick and the beer just wasn't sitting well downthere. In fact, I was even starting to think that I wasgoing...to hurl. So instead of humiliating myself in front ofmy buddies, I chose the lesser evil of leaving my beerunfinished when I left. The moment I stepped through the door at home, I wassuddenly hit with all the familiar sounds of my family.Mostly, yelling and screaming across the house. And it camenot only from my kids, but from Brenda screaming. “Alright I’m coming. Keep thinking.”By now I had my car keys and was slamming the front door. I raced desperately over to Whitcombe Street, which took me an agonising four minutes perhaps. I cursed myself for not having Bluetooth in the car so I could call the cops. Perhaps Faye would. Why hadn’t I told her to?When I got there Faye was standing on the corner, on her own.“He’s gone,” she told me as I rushed round to her.I went to embrace her, but found my hands were on her upper arms instead. I. He sat down next to her asking “Are you Miss Helena?”“Yes. Who is asking?” She replied.He replied “A friend of Mr Hood. He want to meet you in his yacht moored at Ivory Tavern. If you do not come with me now. I will shoot you here and walk away.”Harry advised ‘He does have a firearm/gun. Lets go for a ride.’Helena stood up and said. “You drive boy.” and started to walk to his car. She waited for him to open the door for her. Getting in she fastened the seat belt. He was taken back with her. They took me back to our tent and washed my wounds clean, and put some awful smelling sap over my cuts. I lay down on my sleeping skin. I was exhausted and fell asleep quickly. I sleptthe whole night away, waking up just before first light. Damn I am stiff and sore. I am too old for this shit. Fighting is a young man's job.I got up and hobbled out to talk with War Hawk. He filled me in on the quiet night. "There were no signs of any raiders, and the only noises were the predators eating the.