We'll be cruising at 2500 meters at a speed of 225 kph, about as fast as this plane wants to go. Estimated time for touchdown in Houston is... 10:50 A...." 10:50 AM?!"He held up a finger to ask her to wait and then spoke into his microphone. "Roger Houston Control, I copy." He then turned to her. "Yes Ma'am. In another hour, we could have had something faster, but..." He finished with a shrug.Megan nodded and bit her lip. They were not an Air Force base and the cost of aviation fuel was so. Crap, maybe they'll catch me before I can do this horrible thing. I don't have any way to dispose of the box, anyway. If I'm in jail, maybe they won't bother Mom.Jogging through the supply area, she slowed just before she could be seen by the cameras. She forced herself to stroll casually as she made her way back to the trailer. Inside, she was thankful that the women had not returned.Where will I keep the gun? I could hide it under the trailer, but I imagine there is someone watching the. "Alright." Tamaya says.Tamaya strips down to the underwear she's wearing. It's pink in color, the same underwear that Amy wore the first time she was intimate with Joshua. Amy hands her the pentagon which she puts on her chest. The pentagon sticks as if it were glued to her body."You'll want to take off your underwear ... well, my underwear ... before you activate that." Amy explains."Why?" Tamaya asks.Amy rolls her eyes."Alright, go ahead and activate it. I don't mind demonstrating this." Amy. I pull into the drive of what really just looks like an abandoned warehouse and I start to have second thoughts. But another car pulls in right behind me and they head quickly into the building, so I swallow my doubts and follow them in, making sure to lock my car. Going through the door is like stepping into another world. A gorgeous woman is waiting by the door to check my ID, wearing a dress so small I’m not really sure you could call it clothing. She gives me a once-over, lingering on my.