.. we almost haveenough time gone to report her missing to the police... but... but...what if...?" She choked back some more sobs."Look," I glanced ar...und and ensured no one was around, "I have someexperience in these types of matters. How about I go with you to thepolice station?" You'd do that?" the man asked. "What's in it for you?"I shrugged. "I don't believe in leaving people behind." I happened torub the sleeve of my shirt just then and I noticed recognition as Irealized I had flashed my. It was time to retire," sShe finished.Just then Janie, Rick's secretary wheeled in a sterling cart with asterling service of coffee and cream and sugar interrupting the meeting.It gave Rick time to think. He thanked Janie then told her to hold allhis calls and that he wasn't to be interrupted as he was in"conference." Janie then quietly left the room closing the large walnutdoor behind her as Rick poured the coffee."Two lumps if memory serves?" Rick said looking to Ms. Lawrence."And just a. 50 into the radio shack. Flames appeared as the hut collapsed They passed on to the dispersal area, heading for the runway. Titch veered to the right as the sandbag gun emplacement of the evil looking 30mm quad flak cannons came into view. Sammy dropped two Mills grenades inside it, repeating it at the next sandbag emplacement.Shaun stood up to look back. Tim was over to the left taking care of the flak guns there whilst Bill was heading for the right-hand side of the runway. “Ok, Titch, head. I'd like to know what it feels like." The request was another part of his torturous penance. He put down the scales, measuring with his eyes just how perfectly smaller than him she was. He brushed her hair out of her face, so fine, like nothing else he had ever touched. It caught on his roughened fingers. He kissed her gently because he was afraid he might harm her. She seemed so fragile in his farmer's hands. The hands with dirt under the fingernails. The hands that the fortune-teller had said.