She had been shot in the crotch and both breasts. The shooter was a real piece of work—he obviously had aimed for her pussy with his first shot and,...when she fell, had pulled aside her body armor and shot her once in each nipple. The cop was still alive, but just barely. Genie said that he could save her if he got on it right away, so I told him to go ahead, while Mom and I went to work on the two perps.Man, were we pissed! We proceeded to beat the living shit out of those two worms and left. The areas on the roofs of these buildings were high above my head and I could see faces leaning over the parapets and smiling. In their hands they held fruit so rotten it barely held together. The fruit was made even more foul smelling by mixing it with the deposits from the chamber pots found in the water closets on those roofs. There was no real pain as the noxious mixture splatted against my stomach or even when it hit between my legs, but I screamed none-the-less.We turned onto the first. "Remind me later and I will tell you."I loaded up on clothes and she added a few other things for me to carry. All four of us carried things upstairs to my sister's room. Mom said, "If things work out like Charles and I think, we will move you to the room over there but we will let you paint and decorate it to suit your tastes first."Britt hugged Mom and began to cry. Mom looked surprised until she heard Britt say, "I've never had a chance to have a room of my own that I helped do."Mom looked. Do you have enough fresh water? What is its source? Is the electric on in the town? If it is off, how long has it been off? Where does the food for the town come from; what is its source? Is there enough food? What do the town’s people do to live and survive? Is there petrol for the automobiles in town and from where was it supplied?Did the town have a doctor, health clinic or hospital?All these questions determined what had to be done and how soon. Food and water were immediate concerns..