I began to feel angry, a rage in fact. Angry with myself but also with the beauty I could see through the window. I was losing control. But I was alwa...s in control my confidence hardening to steel by the overdosed potion. No it was Stacey who was too sure of herself. Yes the little foxy bitch was just too damn hot for her own good!The overdose of confidence took control of my feeble mind.Stacey saw me climbing over the back fence and opened the door. "What's wrong? Er there's a front door your. " Max was intently watching Pam's face, thoroughly enjoying the fear and apprehension his words were writing across its lovely features. God, it's... it's like taking candy from a baby, he thought gleefully."Yeah, I read the bible, and I bet you do too. Remember that part, 'an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, or... a cunt for a cunt!"Pam gasped out loud as she finally understood what he was driving at. He wanted to take out Jack's crime on her body!"I can see from your face you got the. He called Janet’s parents, her sister, and her grandmother, they all said that she did not visit them that night. He drove around the city, searching for her, with no results. He had the police check the area for her. He checked personally with travel agencies, bus, plane, and train records to see if she left town. No results. Finally, after two weeks, there was a reunion between them. But it didn’t happen the way Williams had envisioned it. He was called to an abandoned warehouse, and somehow. My name is Grady ... Grady Stone. My brother, Mike Stone, is two years older that I am. We got along reasonably well while we were growing up in Fayetteville, North Carolina. Except for the two years when we attended Seventy-First High School together, where he did not want to have his style cramped by the presence of his uncool "Little Brother."Mike played football in high school, while I ran cross country. Thus, we did not hang with the same crowd. That allowed us to get along better than if.