“Well,” her uncle continued, “He has ordered his investigators to take over the case from Sheriff Radcliff’s department.”“Uh oh,” Katie ...aid. “Anything new on the guy I shot?”“Bits and pieces keep coming in, but nothing that tells us why,” said Joey as he checked the screen on his cell phone.“His name of record for the investigation is Tom Adams, but his true name was Andrew Carmichael, age twenty-nine. The mother’s name was Abigail. She died of liver cancer two months after his birth. She had. But...I hope you'll do one thing though. I hope the men you whore me out toknow how to treat a piece of fuckmeat like me....tee...hee hee ....You know howbig of a slut I am. I don't just want fucked...I want to be fuckied into thedirt...That's where a cunt like me should be...Right Mommy?....Oohhhh...I can'twait until Saturday! I hope Mommy brings me to you early Saturday morning!....Iwant cocks in me all day!...This is going to be so much fun!...I want to thankyou guys for r****g me today. I. She can hear him rustling around on the other side of the room, then nothing. She stands alone, the darkness engulfing her, the silence filling her ears. Intently she listens for the slightest sound, all she can hear is the sound of her heart pounding. Suddenly the area is illuminated by a light over her head.She hears his voice demand, "Remove your skirt Angel."She quickly does as she is instructed. Beyond the circle of light he stands in the darkness spellbound by the vision before him. His. I reached out with my other senses, I couldn't hear anything, but I could smell a sharp antiseptic smell. That sorted it, I was in a hospital. Next question, why was I in a hospital? Well I've no idea, ok, what did I remember, I knew my name, Bill Thomas, good, so what was the last thing I remember? I was going to work on my bike, ok, a good guess would be that I was knocked off my bike.I rested now I knew what was going on, then the next question raised it ugly head. How badly was I injured?.