Our man made a stupid mistake. He went for a gun. Seven handguns went off at the same time propelling the guy backward. When he seemed to be still fun...tioning, the team leader from downstairs and I both fired at the same time putting one, or two in this case, between the guys eyes. Finito!The duty guy from our floor said, "I saw him do something to the jacuzzi. We better get that tested quickly."Bobby went back to the video wall and opened it. She scrolled back on the patio tape. We watched the. Shoes of every description, from flats to heels,including several pairs of sexy boots...I was in a daze as I searched for ahanger for my skirt and blouse. After the closet, Ron's enormousbathroom was almost anticlimactic: a huge marble tub took up an entirewall, with a fabulous selection of bubble baths, creams and lotions alongthe side. A plush towel and facecloth had been laid out for me on astanding towel rack, and a matching terrycloth bathrobe was hangingnearby. Stunned, I took off my. Just get it setup right and after that, it works like a computer game with thatjoystick. Oh, and go unlock the front door before we getstarted."~----------------~Something tickled at Jane's consciousness. Jane stretched andtried to burrow deeper into her covers. She knew it was stillChristmas and she did not want to wake up.(aaannnnnneeeee. Jaaannnnneeee Thommmpsssooon. Wake up,Jane.) Jane's eyes snapped open at the eerie voice calling her name. Had she been dreaming that?(Wake up, Jane.). "We need to get out of here."He waited for his boss to reply. He could not see Bartis Cannon's face.He often appeared on one screen as a CG image, or more rarely as aprojected hologram in middle of the room, but now the screen was blank.Finally, the words came: "Sadly my existence is tied to this machine.To this location." Cannon's voice quivered with emotion. Fearprobably. Technology even allowed for a synthesized voice to pick upthe tone of this engineered consciousness.He was tied to a.