"Its nothing.." she says as she pushes my hand away. I sit her up and grab a bottle of water and a Band-Aid I found in the glove box."Sit still baby."...I say as I gently drip water into the wound, making her wince. I then rub the dirt out carefully, then seal it with a Band-Aid. "There you go. All better now." I see her smile as I know she's thinking 'A Band-Aid wont help with everything.' but she keeps quiet and just smiles. My heart sews itself back together as I see her smile."So, daddy got. Both women were dressed in evening cocktail dresses and many an eyecaught them as they walked by to be seated. They sat across from eachother in at a small corner table.Sarah reached across and took Lynn's hands in hers and held themwarmly."Lynn, thank you so much for having dinner with me tonight. You lookso beautiful this evening," Sarah said lifting her hands and kissingher fingers.Lynn looked around to see if anyone had seen that show of affection asshe nervously pulled her hands. I untied him, moved him into the room and tied him to a new building support. I finished just in time because I heard the chopper coming to the roof.I dashed up to the roof, watched as the CIA fuckers got off the chopper ran up to one of them and asked, “Where’s my coffee?”The chopper spooled up and left and one of the agents said, “It just left with the chopper. Now Sgt. take us to the Lieutenant.”I swore, “You stupid mother fuckers! You left my coffee on the chopper because you were too. You were giving Julie drugs. So what happened to Julie tonight, you piece of shit?"When Bobby let up enough on his throat for him to speak, he replied frantically, "I didn't do anything to her!" he protested. "She went crazy, man. She had a gun, and she fucking shot me!" You don't look shot to me," Bobby replied softly. Van didn't know which Bobby to be more afraid of — when Bobby spoke loudly, or when he spoke softly. He suspected the soft spoken Bobby was probably the one he should fear the.