"Jeff, don't block her," the armed man called. "You're in the line of fire." That's okay, it's just a girl. I'll grab her. We'll use her as a hostage ...nd make them let us leave," he said as he reached to grab Cynthia, intending to twist her around and pin her arms.Cynthia broke his grip with her forearms, grasped his jacket by the shoulders, turned her torso and bent slightly for leverage, hauled his body up over her back and shoulder, and heaved him away. The momentum of her shoulder throw. Go into the office and take your usual seat on the lounge; I’ll be there momentarily.”When she entered her office, she found him reclining on her leather lounge, his shoes removed and sitting just under the lounge. ‘What a good and obedient patient.’ she thought.“David, I know you’ve got a long drive ahead of you, so we’ll dispense with our usual routine. If you don’t mind I’d like to try a little hypnotism, it will speed the process along so you can get on your way.”It only took a couple of. Things were never quite that good again.That evening, Marv and Winnie were already there when I came home. Jo had fixed one of her Cal-Mex black bean taco specials (shredded cheese and hot sauce optional). The four of us were all smiles, and there was no shyness or hesitancy.After dinner, Winnie insisted on putting on a "show" for the rest of us. I dimmed the lights, and she took center stage. She sang a couple of 1950s Broadway hits (quite a decent voice she had), then, with a few showbiz-type. I think a branch probably fell and hit a line,’ responded the crisp voice of Sophia Clark. I have known Sophia for all of my college years. We had freshman chemistry together first semester and have shared a passing acquaintance for the subsequent four semesters. She was the perfect model of a stereotypical pre-med student – highly intelligent, pompous, and socially aloof. ‘Did you look outside yet?’ ‘No, that’s why I’m heading to the door,’ she replied harshly. ‘Well, I’m going too. You.