He had performed a great deedrecently, one that was lauded in song and story through the elven lands.Unfortunately he had done so in disguise, so nobo...y knew it was him. Ifonly there was a way to make this investigation simpler in the sameway......maybe there was. Maybe even the -same- way.Jonahl left the remainder of his wine and headed up the creaking stairsfor his room.***Carefully picking the package out of his backpack, Jonahl brieflyconsidered how appropriate this course of action was.. “Good morning, sir” he muttered as he walked up behind me. “I’m ready for another day of work.” Thoughts were racing through my mind as to how I should deal with him, so I basically treated him like I did prior to going to the basement last night. “Good morning, Trevor. How are you this morning” I replied. “Okay” was all he replied. The rest of the day at the jobsite pretty much was the same. During lunch, he said very little. He did work hard, and really impressed me as to how. As she looked at him with terrible fear in her face he told her. Bitch, you are mine and you will learn to do as you are told and please me any way I want you to. You will obey me without question or hesitation or you will suffer pain like you never thought existed. What do you have to say to that you fucking worthless little cunt. With a trembling voice she replied yes Master I will obey and serve just please have mercy and don't hurt me anymore. Pamela screamed from the pain in her head when. Somebody else's. Juan huffed to Cree as they ran, "there is an office building next block. Maybe we can hide there". they zig-zagged through an alley and a couple of people's yards. They dove into the entrance way of the two story office building that had Hannen and Assoc. on the glass on the door of the protected entrance way. The door failed to yield. There was a buzzer. Carlos was watching around the corner of the entrance way as the others huddled. "They're still comin", Carlos said. Juan.