This Wild Boy’s mother did not throw him away.’ ‘I’m just wondering,’ Tommy said, ‘not that I particularly care, but what happened to all ...ymie’s money?’ ‘Oh, that,’ Anna said airily, playing with the baby’s toes. ‘I took care of that before I left that defiled world. Some of it went to the Cherokee Heritage Center, some to the tribal medical center, some to the Kituwah Night Hawk Society, some to Simon’s office to be used for certain charitable things…this and that. I made sure none of it went. She was lying under a blanket or some other coveringand also that she was paralysed. She could move her eyes and see, shecould feel the coarse blanket on her face, but she couldn't move amillimetre.It was a long drive to Michael Kendal's house but he was in no rush. Thelast thing he needed now was a traffic stop. He pulled over once and gavePenelope a drink using an intubated bottle and checked her vitals andthen injected her again to keep her incapacitated. He was tempted tostart fucking her. I lowered him to the ground and searched him while he was still thrashing and spasming. I found the parchment and slipped it into my shirt before I looked at the mage.I bent and pulled the body up and over my shoulder. I stood and stayed in the shadows as I began to walk. Halfway home I stripped the body and dropped it into a pen of hogs at a neighbors. At home I took the money and dagger and then burned the clothes and buried the dagger.It took a long time to sleep but I was up early and doing. At first he had been consumedwith worry; he could remember waking up after they worked on his voiceand face with a feeling the soreness in is crotch. It was like a does ofice water running through his veins every time he thought of it lyingrestrained and helpless in the dark in his bed. They hadn't told himanything, never responded to his desperate questions other than topunish him for speaking without being spoken to and it only got worsewhen he was healed and more mobile as he just wasn't.