A man stood silhouetted in front of a dying camp fire, hands on hips, and I aimed at his nose and probably hit him in the belly button since he folded...up before he fell. As I ran farther up the hill, I heard someone crashing along behind me."George?" I loudly whispered with my ramrod pumping in my rifle. A Redcoat broke out of the brush about ten yards away, bayonet leveled and running hard, looking right at me. I dropped my rifle wondering if I could have shot my ramrod at him, slipped my. What was it you found, and why would you think my son had anything to do with it?"Special Agent Downs cracked a smile."Are you a lawyer by chance?" No. I negotiate corporate hostile takeovers, so that they work."The agent shook his head and then said, "I don't know how you would do something like that. I mean talk about a lot of emotion. Ever been shot?" No. I'm good at what I do. People come out of the negotiations, that I run, understanding what is going on." All right, here it is. When the. On this faithful Sunday, Kit visited our house and our parents were not around: mommy went to her younger sister who had just given birth and will be back the next day and our father went on a business trip and will be back in a week’s time so we had the house up to ourselves. It was cold that time since the rain had just stopped. I was in my room when i heard Kit’s voice i hurried to the living room so as to see her we were both in the living room together starring at each other my sister Kim. He wound down the window. “Yes Madam”, he said.“Could ... could you give me a lift?” the woman asked. “I missed the bus, I couldn’t run fast enough and it moved off. I did wave but that wasn’t noticed. I want to be home for my sister who is a bit of a fuss pot is coming for tea and I want to get the washing up from breakfast done and a bit of cleaning up as well”.“Where about do you live?” he asked.“Burnside Avenue that is just before you cross the bridge as you enter the suburb”, she.