"You destroyed your own career Franz. You should have let it go, but no, you had to start threatening people."As he listened to the argument going bac... and forth, Sam decided that perhaps, it was a good thing to lose all that testosterone.The car pulled up in front of the warehouse and Sam was grateful to see no other cars in sight. Franz led them inside into the gloom. How, he wondered, were they meant to see anything in the dark?As Greg entered he switched the lights on and was slightly taken. For a big station wagon, it was a pretty car. Once, we put the kids in that third rear facing seat, they immediately fell asleep. They loved having their own private space back there away from Mommy and Daddy. I stuck 5 Michael Jackson silver gloved, sparkle hands on the rear window. They were fastened there with suction cups and they moved back and forth, as if waving to the cars behind us. My kids, like all kids back then, loved Michael Jackson and loved his Thriller video. They even had. "Sorry it's not my idea, justprocedures." She made a motion with her hand that Dotty should read thenote."I am a friend of Maddie Greys, we'll get you all out of here asquickly as possible. This is written on protein rich paper that willdissolve on contact with your saliva. Sorry about all of this.Sabrina." So, how much longer until we're out of here?" she asked as she put thenote in her mouth and swallowed it as it dissolved."That depends on how cooperative you are with the questions, but. Mister Christopher Duquesne, would you stand up, please?’ I suddenly felt like someone stabbed me in the ass, and I wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but I stood up anyway. ‘My, but aren’t you a big one,’ she smiled, the females in the class giggling and whispering among themselves, ‘Welcome to our class, Christopher.’ ‘Thank you, Doctor Hatcher,’ I humbly replied, ‘But I go by Chris.’ ‘Okay, Chris,’ she smiled, ‘Are you going to audition for the upcoming performance I just spoke of?’ ‘Uh…I.