This was heavenly – the warm sun on my body and nothing to worry about. I think I must have drifted off, because I suddenly woke up to hear a big sp...ash from the lake. I looked up with a bit of a start, but realised it was only daddy, back from the farm. I waved at him and he waved back, before diving back under the water. I shut my eyes again and listened to him splashing around. After a while the splashing stopped and he walked up to me. I took out my headphones. “Hi Daddy!” I said. “It’s a. It was kind of weird having people worried about him. He was used to being on his own. Aldo’s directions took him the shortest rout on foot, but still he was farther away than he’d realised. It took him a half-hour to get back to the block Marco’s building was on. Even at this time of night there were people walking down the street here. The address was a much more busy, tourist area. He was about to pull out his cell and call Aldo to let him know he’d made it back okay when he felt that. "Um, sorry," she said. Her voice was pleasant, but carried a husky timbre from too many martinis over the years. She stretched, arching her back, thrusting her breasts against the fabric of the T-shirt. Tucker noted the nipples rising almost as if being offered to him as a breakfast repast. Then Marilyn turned away from him to lean against the sink counter, chin on her hands, staring out into the lovely San Francisco morning."Lotta people out already," she stated matter of factly."Some people. The team that had "recruited" me was moving onto to other areas looking for more trapped victims and they needed my help.I hadn't been prepared for smell and human reality of the situation with trapped people, that their bodies still functioned and that trying to "hold it" wasted needed body strength, especially not knowing if you might ever be found. Gail was a haggard mess, the little I saw her, but she was still dressed in black frumpy clothes with long black hair, about as messy as I.