Their own computers mimicked very well the controls they would have to use to do most of their jobs.Mail started to come back to the girls. They were ...lder and wiser now and saw that some were just asking for money because it was available. Sandra also took some letters and hand delivered them. She claimed rightly that she was a medical doctor. Those family members that were sick were cured at a realistic rate. Other village members were similarly treated.A doctor had heard of Sandra but as yet. "That must be it. I won't delay you any longer." With that he stepped back and Paul gladly made his way out of the alley. He started the car and drove off before the guard changed his mind.The guard made a mental note of the license plate as Paul left. His superiors were not going to like this new complication. He sighed and re-entered the building.Paul had only gone a couple of blocks before he parked the car again. So near and yet so far. He had to get in that building and find Dr. Kingston.. The 'Nam. Dark times ... bad things..." he gravely intoned, shuddering convincingly before turning away to sob like a little bitch into his pillow.He'd said he caught a hunk of shrapnel in his grill when he attempted to deflect an incoming mortar round with his skull, like the former World Cup soccer star he had also told her he used to be ... before that damn war changed everything.She'd felt so badly for her brave and apparently formerly athletic hero. "Gosh, Sledge, you were a World Cup. Inside of it was the shape of a thrashing man. Master Theophil. Carsina shouted in horror beside me as I stared at the silhouette of the old man thrashing in obvious pain.“Save him, Ealaín!” I gasped, horror filling my soul. There were so many terrible things. Other monsters scuttled through the church. The women of my harem, my new wives, darted away from Sven, obeying his words. Nathalie and Greta, empowered by their new armor, didn’t flee away like they used to. Ava and Aingeal grabbed.