I'd much ratherkeep my intellect, thank you.As I approached the counter in the back of the store, I noticed a sign onthe wall to the left that read "H...'s a Wizard. It's his job to know thesethings." On seeing that, I took a mental note not to be surprised whenthe Wizard starts telling me things a normal stranger couldn't possiblyknow about me. Just then I heard a voice from the back room say "Youknow, I think... no... I'm sure you're the first person to do that, Sean.That sign's been there for. When they stopped, she’d barely fluttered an eyelid. The two of them seemed shell shocked. When he rolled on his mat, to get a better look at his captives, he noticed the slight, restless movements. It seemed they weren’t sleeping well either. Biting back a curse, he rose, noting that the women’s bodies became instantly rigid when they sensed his movement. Sitting beside them, facing the witch, he took a deep breath of the still night air. No one spoke, at first, but finally he got his courage.. Then: "Sure," he said, "Want me to pull over?"I nodded numbly. There was this partition between the front seat and the back."Uh-huh," I said. "Please."He pulled over on a quiet residential street, underneath some trees. He got out and opened the door beside me. He had some tissues in his hand, and handed them to me. I stared at them, foolishly. I even tried to move my hands.Then he laughed out loud, at the mistake. He asked me if I wanted him to wipe my face.I nodded. What else was there to do?. If we try all four, there's more chance one will cry out or thud to the ground." Lessa nodded, and checked her watch."The others should be in position soon. We don't want to leave them just sitting there any longer then we have to." She looked at Sean. "Do it."Sean crept forward a bit, finding a comfortable spot. Raising the rifle, he started taking long breaths. In, out ... in, out ... on the exhale the sight steadied on the adult's head. He fired. The slight muffled sound next to his ear was.