Greg picked it up. ‘Greg Atkinson,’ he said. ‘Greg?’ a feminine voice said, ‘I’m glad I found you at home.’ Greg recognized the caller. ...he voice massaging his ear belonged to Susan Darden, a deputy prosecutor in neighboring Lincoln County. He’d been working with deputies from the Lincoln County Sheriff’s department on a homicide case Susan was prosecuting. ‘You got lucky,’ Greg replied, ‘I just got in.’ ‘I have some questions about your report on the Williams case,’ she said, ‘Do you think we. She never saw a man more handsome than him. Taking their time, they contemplated each other for a while, neither of them daring to move. Still, they did not speak and yet the silence between them was not awkward but natural. It was as if the sound of their voices would break the magic of the dreamlike atmosphere. She gasped when she felt his strong arms slide around her waist, drawing her close to him, until their skin touched. The sudden contact with his firm body was almost too much for her.. “We brought gas cans, too.” Oliver said. “I checked the instructions. It uses standard gasoline and we also brought heavy duty extension cords for 110 and 220 volts.”“Great, Oliver. Set it down here. I will wire it. You and Janice go get gas. You may have to siphon it if the gas station power is out, also.” I thought to myself, he is a bright kid. I don’t know if I would have thought of all of that.“Okay, we also brought some tools.” He laid them out for me. Screwdrivers, pliers, side cutters. Elaine took Eugene by the hands."Ok watch your step," Elaine said, as she put a hand on Eugene's had so as to prevent her from hitting it on the car ceiling.Elaine led her by the hand all they way to the front entrance to the Centre. Elaine led them inside. Once they were inside Elaine took them to an elevator taking them downwards. They got off a floor. Elaine led Eugene towards a room with glass doors. Elaine pushed through.The room resembled a gym but with different type of mechanical.