Figuring they were salesmen or religious fanatics, I almost left the door without opening it but when they rang several more times and then pounded wi...h their fists, I gave up and opened it, prepared to send them away post-haste.They addressed me by name, which gave me pause. Salesmen or religious fanatics would not have possessed that information."Yes?" I said, curious now."We're Detectives Watson and Langely from Seattle PD." He paused and they both flipped open leather badge carriers,. Or, I can make the arrangements for you. Suit yourself.Speaking of Brooke, what does she think of the idea? Let me hear from you.Scott read Ray's e-mail twice before clicking on "compose" and writing the following:Dear Ray: Thanks for taking the time to make all of the arrangements. However, I think your efforts may be in vain. Brooke shot down the idea and it crashed in flames. I think that there's zero chance of her coming around, even though we spent a total of two hours at your site and the. She'll probably also appear in our bed tonight, so don't be shocked. I'm sure she can explain it when you each sit with her."Now, Lekesia, why don't you tell us a little more about yourself? What is it you plan on doing with your life? You said you hope to attend college, do you have any plans after that?" Well, I don't have any yet," she replied, leaning over to take a bite of Alex's cookie. "My main goal is to simply get out of my neighborhood before I get raped, shot or addicted. If I can. “Christ, are you ok?”No, she was pretty far from ok, but she was alive.“I’m fine.”She moved past him, doing her best to hide her limp, and entered the restaurant. Inside, she found it full of old people and children, hiding from the predators that roamed the tunnels. The floor was covered in any kind of usable bedding, with a few candles giving light. The air was heavy with the smell of the unwashed, as well as the nauseating scent of the elderly, almost like rotting meat.“Ok, everyone! Time.