Simon looked at his hands that, to his surprise, were trembling slightly. His famed calmness seemed to have deserted him. He moved closer to the bed...and stared at the bare foot protruding from the cast. His attention was focused entirely on it. He bent down and sniffed the short plump toes. Pleasant leathery smell tickled his nostrils. His nose followed the graceful arch of the foot, then lingered over the round, pinkish heel. He could see the delicate ankle and the padded edge of the. Steve was carrying a holdall that contained more sub-machine guns and a load of spare ammunition clips taped together in pairs. When one clip was empty, they could simply turn it over to insert the other. They offered me a weapon but I declined."I think I'd be more dangerous to you than anyone else," I said.The colonel took a weapon and proceeded to strip and reassemble it with obvious expertise. "Good!" His smile was wolfish.Angela and I went into the inner hall and sat down. There were no. I was just tearing in into the second half of my enormous sandwich and licking my fingers, when I noticed a man watching me. He sat back in his chair, legs crossed, and held a pale gray fedora with one hand over his knee. His dark eyes squinted at me through the haze of smoke from his thin cigar, and when he saw me returning his stare, he inclined his head slightly and winked. The light shown on his slicked-back dark hair, and his eyes seemed to twinkle and dance with amusement. A pencil-thin. " Or maybe we should make you break," suggested Logan.Alexis, who'd seen what happened when I broke during the pizza & hot tub group date, laughed happily, adding, "Please do. I'll get your money faster that way." Then she laughed again, to rub it in even further.The poor boys looked worried, especially because all of my girls didn't look the least bit worried. The boys (a.k.a. "the suckers") had a conference to decide on their shooting order. They decided to take my advice that I shoot last,.