Summers, here are your weapons."I watch as he hands her the golden rifle and her two pistols. I question, "I thought the News crew had those."He smile... and says, "Had is the key word."I continue, "But they are Mossad."He laughs, "Yeah, so what!"I am confused as I watch what transpires: They unload another horse, several pack animals and someone goes over to look at Ben's horse.They begin to set up a tent, Stacy comes over, hands me my phone and says, "Sam you can keep this phone, however they. Clients were stunned to see me in such a slutty and sexy hot dress. I can see their bulge growing over their trousers. I wished them and started my presentation. After an hour or so, I finished my presentation and asked them for their feedback.VJ: Ms. Kajal, your project is good. We will really like to move further. But what we will get extra if we give this project to you.Me: I dint get you sir. We will do our best.VJ: that’s fine Ms. Kajal. But we are looking for something extra.Me: what. There's a note-- and it's addressed to me."Dear Will,I know what you're up to. If you don't want your father to find out, call me the moment you discover this note.Ann"The note wallops me like a Louisville Slugger upside the head. I stagger backwards and fall to the floor, slumping against my parents' bed. My whole life flashes before my eyes. I see everything being taken from me. The Lexus SUV. The trust fund. Everything. My father hates fags. No way he'd tolerate one in the family.I dig into. ”George thought for a moment, huffing. After another moment he dropped the spear, stepped to the side, and cupped his hands to yell, “Allie! Mary! Don’t you pertect that murderer! Give ‘er to us and nobody else gits hurt!”He waited. No answer.“Fuck...” George stomped back to Abe’s body and looked down at it. Then he paced back to the path leading back to the girls’ camp. Still nothing. “Fuck!”Joan reached forward to comfort the boy. “I’m sorry, George. Now’s not the time for revenge.”George.