I thought it was a nice touch that I had him killed while trying to smuggle me back to American lines.My toughest interview by far was with the crash ...ite investigation team. It hurt me to my heart to be reminded of Pete Costas's death. It was from the crash investigators that I learned about the bizarre chain of events that led to me not being rescued. It didn't make me feel very lucky to know that a one in a million series of events had people still looking for me a hundred miles from where I. Lawson popped up, fired three rounds the other way and then popped down again. Other men I didn’t recognize popped up behind another truck on the other side of Lawson’s SUV and fired automatic rifles at us.Some of those bullets hit the Suburban’s windshield. It started to crack.“Seth!” Greta yelled. “Move it. You can’t stay in there.”I scooted over to her side because that put the Suburban between me and the men with the automatic rifles, and climbed out. “Who are they?” I asked.Greta shook her. ”Agnes looked emotional. “The next day, he returned somehow and was beating Melody in our room. Eric, some of our friends, and I heard the commotion down in the common room. We went up. When I opened the door, Mike charged me. He hurried me and I killed him. Eric took care of his accomplice again. The campus police came again. The campus police didn’t understand how he was out so fast. They weren’t happy.“The next thing was Eric receiving a phone call for a hearing tomorrow. I think he expected. Lani's shorts managed to ride up her cheeks when she sat exposing her lovely tanned hips. Dave smiled noticing she didn't bother to pull them down to cover them. Her dark skin showing no hint of a tan line reminded Dave of the first time he saw her walking towards him. His quick fantasy was ended when Karen began to speak. “Lani, you're staying the night. No ifs, ands or buts. We've all had enough to drink that I don't want you out on the road. Am I right, hun?” Her hand massaged Dave's back.