She cried andbegged but every time she spoke or made any noise, she was slapped again. Barelyable to contain herself, Nadia moaned and wept softly whi...e her hands wereforced together at her front. She felt hard things tightly gripping her wrists ? metalcuffs. She couldn't free her arms! Nadia stared down tearfully while the chainwas unlocked from her leg and more cuffs were snapped shut round her ankles.They were joined by heavy chain so she could still walk but only by takingshort steps. Her. Jenny had been working from home the whole time when she needed to. We had paid to have the SVOL system installed at her state office for live conferencing. Her office personnel had fallen in love with process. There was a daily conference now.There was no issue about child care - both mom-mom’s and Mindy had made it perfectly clear that there would be no daycare for the boys. Lisa was determined that both would have a genius level IQ before they were five and educational toys for infants were. In a way, I knew they were better off than me because I was a felon just released from prison and a “persona non grata” in decent society. At least they could fit into the housewife mold and carry off the deep cover of mother and member of a minority class in the struggle for relevance in the disorganized chaos of urban existence.We got off the bus and rented a unit nearby the bus station and right over a bar of dubious character populated by denizens of the depths of society. The dregs of the. I wanted so badly to go see Andy and Bob to welcome them back. Instead Marcy, Jenny and Lorrie went and I stayed with the boys.Oh well, I would see them Monday afternoon. Vicky and Ching Lee would be back mid-week. I was anxious to hear the stories from their trip.At 0600 I was sliding across the seat in the Suburban wearing the heavy vest and helmet. There were eight Suburbans in the convoy and both Blackhawks overhead. As usual there were to be two MSP and then two Transit Authority cars.