Nobody ever accused Ed of being dim.I pulled up a chair and squeezed in between Anita and Denise. Pitchers of beer circulated around the table while s...ots of tequila arrived in a steady stream from the bar. I could see it was going to be a rowdy evening and decided to stick around just long enough to offer my congratulations, buy a round and smooch my two favorite girls. I'd just gotten off an eventful shift in the ER and I was ready for a quiet evening at home, listening to music and reading a. I sleep til close to 8am the next morning, which, for me is extremely late.I don't get a chance to play with Alex and Beth after that — by 10am, there is the first of many team meetings. Two hours later, we are told, effectively 'go play nice, don't do anything to get disqualified.' I wasn't planning to. I'm not going to have much time to play tourist and who knows if I'll ever get back to Beijing. I go up to their room, collect Alex and Beth from their hot tub and wander around the city until. She opened her eyes. "What time is it?" 2:30 AM. Up for some walking?"Abigail yawned and nodded. "Sure. Wait! Won't the bears be active soon?" Exactly. Think Abigail! When the bears are the most dangerous, where would you rather be? Mobile and in control of your environment, or a fixed target waiting to be ambushed?"Abigail blinked at me and sat up. "No contest! Let's get going!"My wife quickly got up and dressed before going out to relieve herself. But when she poked her head outside the tent. The phone rang early on Sunday morning in the McLaren home. Donald squinted at the clock radio and saw it was just after five am. He grabbed the receiver and answered."Hello?" Mr. McLaren? Mr. Donald McLaren?" Yes," he answered, wondering who the unfamiliar voice was."This is Constable Merzon in Courtenay. There's been an incident at the Granite Ridge property. One of your security guards has been attacked and badly injured. Could you come out to the site, please?" Right away, Constable. I'll.