Josh stepped outside and waited for the click when Molly locked the door. He waited a couple seconds and then kicked the door in. He'd practiced this ...n basic training. Real life was actually easier than the simulation back in Georgia. The frame splintered at the lock and the door flew open.The old man was seated on a kitchen chair. Molly was starting to tie his legs down. "Don't make it too loose," the man instructed. "This has to be convincing." Josh helped Molly tie up the old man."Is this. "Brenda," I said a little louder.She turned again and said, "Tom, do you mind, I'm talking to Anthony."Now, I was annoyed. Brenda was taking this a little too far. It was our vacation and suddenly she was ignoring me. What in the hell was so special about this Anthony? He was nice looking but why was Brenda acting this way. I noticed he was wearing a rather potent cologne but big deal. What was going on with Brenda. She was drinking for the first time. I could smell the alcohol on her breath. ”“I see,” she smirked. “So if she DID return your calls?”“She’d jump to fourth,” I said with a nod. “Maybe third. I’d have to shuffle some things around. You’re still way out in front though.”“I see. What did I do to get so many points on her?”“Well, there’s that thing on Facebook that people are talking about,” I pointed out. “Remind me to tell you about THAT early morning drama. Then there’s the fact that you’ve been there for me all weekend and that you’ve made my day at least 25 times in. Personally I thought that was a constructive use of my time. After all, I was supposed to rebuild the human race. Unfortunately, they thought differently, and as with all the instructions provided by our 'benefactors' there was a compulsion to obey.To emphasize their intention they dropped in another container. This one turned out to have another ubiquitous no-name brand ATV. It was slightly larger than the first one that they had provided us and it had a larger cargo deck on the back. The big.