There was no answer, just some tropical music. After ten seconds, a recorded voice clicked on. ‘Thank you, and good-bye,’ it said in measured, dul...et tones. The line went dead. ‘Hello? Hello?’ The Barb hung up. ‘Pah,’ she spat, ‘stupid recordings.’ She sat up straight and started to sort through the junk on her desk. Why did she have so many old receipts and things? And what was this, a picture of, James, her boyfriend? Why did she that at work? It wasn’t like she wouldn’t see him soon. Do you know what I feel?”Smiling at the question, Mr. Foreman answered, “You feel the same thing I do at moments like this. You feel pride.”“That’s right. Pride,” James said. Looking over at Dan, he said, “Let’s get to that checklist.”The three men went through every inch of the pizzeria. The toilets were flushed. The faucets opened up and allowed to run. Every light was turned on and off. Every piece of kitchen equipment was turned on and off. Every door was opened and closed.No detail was. .10 I felt a bit sorry for him, the guy behind was pulling up his pants, he shed the condom and threw it on the bed, then he went out followed by the younger guy, I picked up the still warm rubber and looked at it, the seminal fluid filled the bulb at the end, I stared at it for a few seconds, that could have been inside me, would I have come if I had felt it shooting into me?, I threw it into the bin after tying it and put on my thong and skirt, I also put on my bra then decided to leave off. Jobe wasn't moving. Tears filled his eyes as he turned to check on Lacey."Is she hurt?" he shouted."Scared, but okay," Lacey shouted back.Scott turned and started to prepare his energies. Nothing was going to stop him from trying to bring Jobe back. Before he could begin he got the shock of his life. The damage was repairing itself. Fur rippled and bones were slipping back under skin."How?" he whispered looking at his hands.Lacey shouted, "Is Jobe okay?"Jobe lifted his head and took Scott's.