I could handle that. Then a weird thought popped into my head, what if she's the daughter!!!! Fuck!!!. I tried to put that thought out of my head....W... had two more drinks and she seemed to fully relax, whiskey can have that effect on you. She sat still looked into my eyes and asked.''Peter you are going to keep your word and do what I ask, after words I'll fuck your brains out and you do whatever you like to me with me, ok''.''Yes June I'm a man of my word and I'll do whatever you ask. The Pilgrim brought out his shelter stone and touched it with both hands. A shadowy bubble seemed to shimmer around them for a while, before it turned completely transparent. It seemed to have lost some of its former capacity to shelter them, like an awning suddenly becoming thinner, tattered. Whatever lay in God's plan, it seemed that this stone would rather sooner than later stop working properly. The heat was not scorching but it was more intense than the day before, and the light that. We were on our second cup of coffee when an armored car showed up. I kept my hand on the butt of the .22 mag, until I compared the driver to his photograph, The picture had been sent me by the armored car company. I delivered the package to him, then Wilson and I had dinner. It was too late to make it back that night, so we drove south till we were about two hours from the grassy field. Then checked into a motel six."Wilson I'm so fucking tired. How about we drive out for pizza and bring it. Detective Morris commanded, ‘Don’t leave town without checking in. If you can’t find a place to stay, you’re welcome to sleep in one of the cells tonight.’ Tom thanked him for the offer, but decided he’d rather sleep on the ground than inside a jail. Antler Forks was a typical tourist trap. The winter population of 1502 swelled to around 6000 in the summer. Neon and mercury vapor lit the streets and blotted out the stars that most of the visitors came to see. Tom passed bar after bar, hotel.